By the stove, the firelight glows, A quiet warmth where the cold wind slows. Whispers shared, and stories unfold, In this cherished space, hearts grow bold. The flames flicker, casting their dance, A gentle rhythm, a calming trance. Words drift softly, carried by heat, A night where memories and hearts meet. Outside, the frost paints a frozen land, Inside, your touch warms my hand. Laughter mingles with the crackling spark, A haven of light in the winter’s dark. By the stove, the firelight glows, A sanctuary where the moment slows. Dreams take shape, and walls unfold, In this sacred warmth, love is told. Mugs of tea and blankets drawn tight, The world disappears in the amber light. Time feels distant, frozen in glow, A bond that only the fire can know. Let the flames weave their golden thread, Binding hearts in the words we’ve said. Through the night, let the embers stay, Guiding us till the break of day. By the stove, the firelight glows, A quiet warmth where the cold wind slows. Whispers shared, and stories unfold, In this cherished space, hearts grow bold. By the stove, the firelight glows, A sanctuary where the moment slows. Dreams take shape, and walls unfold, In this sacred warmth, love is told.