Warm

A chill goes through the body, curling up to stay warm. Finger tips like icicles. The whistle blows, the water has boiled. Out from under the blanket and into the kitchen. Make the tea, turn up the heater, back to the warm blanket. Cupping the mug, the hands warm. Steam rises to the face, pale flesh flushes. Lips to the mug, a long sip. Feeling the warmth slip down the throat to the belly. Slowly warming the core of the body. Lips warm, press together after another sip. The wonderful burn as the liquid marks its trail. Finally feeling warm.