On a Winter Day

Warm soup
Sipped slowly.
Trickled down
Itching throats
That managed to trap
The cold outside
Inside them.

They said that
Warm soup
Melts down the cold
Which reaches down
To your chest
And numbs
Your eyes
Your nose
Your head.

Regardless,
Warm soup
On a cold winter day
Sounds like
A damn good idea.

Warm sunshine
Soaked in slowly.
Streamed down
Through open doorways
That managed to trap
The cold outside
Inside them.

They said that
Warm sunshine
Dissolves all cold
That settles around
The furniture.
And made still
The photographs
The book covers
The shadows.

Regardless,
Warm sunshine
On a cold winter day
Sounds like
A damn good idea.

Warm bodies
Held closely.
As they wrapped around
Beneath blankets
That managed to trap
The warm inside
Between fingers.

They said that
Warm bodies
Leave behind
Cold cavities
That grow into
Terrible frozen storms
That numb
Mind
Heart
Body.

Regardless,
Warm bodies
On a cold winter day,
Sounds like
A damn good idea.