O far away cool sheet, won't you comfort me?
As I lay in my wretchedness
Sweating, loathing, fiery heat
Sleep alludes me
Heat consummes me
"Let it pass quickly,"and it does.
But follows another soon after.
My skin it ravages and sweats
It recoils and begs for cool water,
Some kind of cooling sensation
But its desperate attempts are fleeting
Far away in some premenopausal state
That is mine no more
A personal furnace someone might call me
Feverish some might think.
I could warm the person beside me,
But that might be odd
I move and toss the covers aside
Expose my feet.
Laying on my side does no good
Roll over to my back to sleep.
Ahhh yes, the sleep here it comes,
Slowly my mind fades far away.
Only to awaken with a start!!
Rudely conjured by another flaming drench.
(I mean you have to laugh about it in order to keep from crying about it.)