HEARTBREAKER

When love sat neatly on the stove

Bubbling with content.

I never dreamt a fuse would blow

And leave such discontent.

When all my cakes were browning well

And soufflé neatly risen.

I never dreamt the heat would cool

And leave me in derision.

For many years my cooker worked

I was proud of all I made.

I never dreamt the power would fail

And leave me so dismayed.

But when the hotplate starts to cool

And pots refuse to simmer

I never dreamt your love would die

And leave without a glimmer.

My thermostat no longer clicks

My tiny red lights gone.

I never dreamt I’d miss them so

And depend so much upon.

The food of love that fed my heart

Is suddenly all-cold.

I never dreamt I’d lose it

Until I grew quite old.

Now I’ll starve and grow quite weak

I’m living on stale crumbs.

I never dreamt we’d come to this

No longer are we chums.

I cannot find the right fuse wire

My circuit breakers stuck

I never dreamt my torch would go

I’ve run right out of luck.

Oh God! Send someone to fix it

Before I’m without light

I never dreamt a love like that

Could leave us over night.

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