As we lay down beside each other each night, we are forever separated by your body’s boiling heat, and my body’s frigid need to be drowning in our blankets. You’ll slip your hand through an open space between the feathered comforter & rest it on the small of my back, while I will slip my icy toes a few inches out of my cocoon, and onto your bare leg. Even the simplest of your touch overcomes me with the purest calm before I fall into sleep. Even when, just moments before, I was suffocating myself with anxiety.

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