Friday, December 4, 2009

warm

Warmth swims through my veins.
Touches my toes.
Causes my eyes to water.
A cold hand as ice pressed to my back.
I don't notice.
Skin moistening hoping to cool.
Tangled, are my legs.
Dizzy.
Lights dance in between my eye lashes.
I don't notice.
Heat emits from my pores.
Rising high and touching the ceiling
The fan turns but there isn't any air.
Head so heavy.
Get up, get up
Fall down.
Cool spot on the bed
Hair tumbles in front of my eyes.
So, exhausted
Hand reaches out for clock
My finger tips barely touch
Defeated
Burrow under the covers
No longer vulnerable
Now, we can skip off
into what we hope was a dream.

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