This morning all I wanted to do was touch the piece of your body just below your breast. I couldn’t stop myself. You were awake but really sleeping. You were not a blanket but I could have stayed warm right there all day. I wouldn’t even need to turn on the lights. I’d keep my face there to breathe. I wouldn’t even need to check my email. I’d keep my hand there and try to keep your heart from fraying in the sunlight.
