A warm smile and a hearth

 We prepared the food
And kept the fires going
friends used past affections like ovens
I used my own past love for a bonfire

Reigniting it in a declaration
Stoking my heart as if it were the hearth
The fire grew and grew
Yet the smoke dissipated

I wanted to see a smile as warm as those flames
I wanted to prepare food that would offer nutrition to the soul
The red coals and the white ones cooked the meat and dishes
She turned to me and gave me that smile

A smile that echoed fertility
that renewed faith
that smoothed me out
That said thank you without saying thank you.