lit candles
in the windows
this dark and stormy night
the wind making
eerie and low howling sounds
power has gone out
with it a familiar comfort
odd shadows
from the candles
in the dining room
give a sense of disquiet
I light a fire
in the fireplace
power comes back on
she brews some tea
we sit close together
on old, torn
flowered print couch
we were going to throw away
but it’s too comfortable
on nights like this
we turn the lights off