an ember in december

my sweetheart is cold in toledo ohio

o my how i wish i were there

and singing a tropical song me-o my-o

and running my hands through her hair

but pulling up southwestern roots has proved tricky

and doing it right will take months

with phone calls and flights we slip troubles a mickey

and damn the torpedoes for once

..

december the first flips the calendar’s page and

brings her and me closer to fine

with help from an ember as off-broadway stagehand

and membership not quite divine

in thirty-one days we’ll be in ’26

the year we will always remember

for getting our glow with cohabitant kicks

igniting our flame with an ember