Our House Poem by Esme Jefferys

Our House,
yes, I sometimes live in it
every brick lovingly placed
interlaced with harmony
made fast
with the cement of peace
steadfast enough
to weather a hurricane

You walk in the door
and the very walls
reflect the glow
of our love
fire softly flickering
happily licking our bricks
drawing strength
from your warmth

Sometimes you are sad
and our windows weep
silver droplets forming rivulets
I feel your mind
and stroke your soul
caress your hurt ….
but mostly Our House
knows endless joy

Joyous hours
locked together in our cocoon
needing nothing and no-one
I at your feet
content in supplication
the sparkle of your eyes
intoxicating as champagne
more heady than wine

Candles playing like children
over the meal I have prepared
every morsel
blessed with love
you smile
as you savour each mouthful
devouring my devotion
and I purr like a kitten

Culmination of a search
after a life-long pursuit
love made stronger by separation
You can't appreciate what you have
unless you have been deprived
I love the way
your gentle voice
echoes through our house