Why Pour Water on Us at Night?

I want to collect your heat in my hands,
tend to it like the logs on this fire.
I want to sit in this blue chair at Fuller Park
and watch your white flames dance
across the pink water at dusk.
I want to rest here beside you.
Absorb the blaze
Pause to gather more heat
Then stoke you for the rest of my life.

Copyright 2012 Julie Cummings