It's Warm | Poem
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.