The Cherryvale Firehouse

The Cherryvale Firehouse

Maureen Early

The tour of the pristine new firehouse
rekindled my Electra sexiness with a flicker.
A fire fighter, a lifesaver, my hero.
So young and cute in your uniform.
Climbing the ladder truck made me giddy.
Playing on the pumper truck,
I learned its volume and power.

Kissing, the tour ascended
to the firemen's suite.
Clean and open and manly.
A coolness buffeting my heat,
Virginal innocence and forbiddances.
Your smoky eyes soft into mine
Tender safety controlling the flame
as we melted together,
till we lay like glowing embers
warm against the night.