Geese overhead,radiators will be tapping soon

the blankets are too hot, his warm breath on my face
smells slightly cognac and popcorn.
the radiator went from dead to full blast today
while it rained and the mud dried in the basement, periodically
clicking as it cracked into pieces, each edge curling
gracefully upward.
today the geese were flying south in a wobbly V formation,
it must be a young group leaving a little late with a light snow
already dusting the foothills.
The old black dog must find it hot also, stopping for a drink
of water on the way to the bedroom before
flopping on the cool wooden floor, soon
she snores in concert with my love, the one with
breathing the slight scent of cognac and popcorn.