I wake to an odd feeling
One of a weird discomfort.
I feel my mouth drying and my skin itchy with a slight sweat
Its not cold
Why is it not cold in the winter?
I reach out
Through the humid air
My hand reaches the usually cool metal of the radiator
It burns against my skin
Who left the heating on all night?
Have a great day
Hope you enjoy todays poem
See you tomorrow
Alice
