Cloudy

Lampshade skyline gives that
winter evening at seven sense,
that walking by the well-appointed
living room with the big bookshelf
and the cozy chair, occupied,
where great thoughts are 
softly drunk on a perpetually
hot cup of contradictory calm
coffee and a glance outside,
an unlanced sigh, a crackle
from the fire that plays
the part of the
sleepy sun.