It's warm,
like a cookie.
It's warm,
like a newly drawn bath.
It's warm,
like a bed filled with two.
It's warm,
like a fever on aspirin.
It's warm,
like a saddle in the sun.
It's warm,
like a bulb in the lamp.
It's warm,
like a bouncy house over occupancy.
It's warm,
like a fire in the shade.
It's warm,
like a masterpiece in the kiln.
It's warm,
like a satellite on re-entry.
It's warm,
like a corpse during cremation.
It's warm,
like a Turner elevator.
It's warm,
like a sun during menopause.
It's warm where we are.
