I half-hazardously hold onto
The soft edges of my comforter
It lining me from the chill
Cold ridged fingers of loneliness
Gently caress my shoulders
Pulling me into an endless way of thinking
My warmth shrugging her off
How dare she lay her hands on me
And I flee to a new place of darkness
Ware I dream of warm hands
Sliding down my back
Pulling me in
She appears, sliding in-between us
Her coldness wakes me from my day dream
She always seems to find me
I mean us?
Alone
Cold
Alone…
Leave me alone in loneliness
her hands always finding me