Green Velvet and a Winter Fire

Green velvet dressed
foot curled
sofaed up
white wine
reached between
best books
and most favoured poems
your head
rested on the chairback
smiling in profile
slightly outside
the pool of light
as the fire
crackles out
its smokey oak smell
Outside
cottage weather
winters hard
Sometime
Sometime
We would
have to go to bed.