Warmth
Mornings light pierces through a cracked pane, quickly envelopes her cold essence shiver. Whilst neither comforting nor consoling a flame made good its promise, as the fireplace grows dimmer.
Standing quite still, feeling suns warmth comforting, deeply penetrating, so surreal. Her body’s warmth rekindled, mentally calming as its reverberations felt....a warmth made so deep, a warmth again made so real.
