We all have the look of alone, alone

Save for the duo who just strolled through the revolving door

They look alone together

The cheerleader in me asks them to embrace here and now

And be grateful for the together part

What of this urge to cheer for them…and then I remember

Be content with this, never want for more

Thanking Her SensesĀ 

The furnace having done its job

Basks now, contentedly 

The boy asleep at daybreak’s glow 

Breathes rhythmic, calming me

The feline drowned in blanket rolls

Purrs more, despite her cool 

The dawn as pleased as she can be

Sits smiling, rosy fool