In conscious hoursas the clock ticks slowlyI search for exposed flesh,digging my toes against your feet,ankles, calves…trailing my hand under blanketsto find your wrist,fingers,elbowto feel the heat of you.I move to your breathing,careful not to wake youbut enoughthat you will let me intoyour dreamsvisiting some exotic islandwhere the temperatureis not freezingand I can finallyfeel human again.