Fluffy Pangea
molten gravy bubbles through
chicken and dumplings


The cold permeates
it takes roost within your bones
flesh and blood tundra


Your exhale has such
a deep bass rumble that I
thought I heard thunder


Momentary dawn
of another car's headlights
over the next hill


Something sensual
about the clean smell of sweat
in that baseball shirt


With nothing to say
together on the sofa
we bond over Bond


The dishes are done
meatloaf is in the oven
finally some rest


I wake up late
the house is quiet except
the stampeding cats


Jumping on counters
scratching up the furniture
kittens: amirite?