Tea At Three

The heating is gone - again. Startling us awake with a big ka-chunk! Damn! The radiators gurgle & chortle like happy babies. We nearly jump out of our skin. The duvet shifts an inch ...the cold...eats our toes. Our bodies fused together into one big sleepy lump Seamless (impossible to separate us) . As if hypnotising yourself you order yourself: “Must wee...must wee! ” “Nooooooo! ” I howl as like a traitor you let an army of vicious cold into our citadel of warm and the citadel falls. I feel betrayed as you tear yourself away. Tottering under the influence of sleep you zig-zag crazily and bump into all of everything! Your tiny tinkle sounds like icicles You don’t flush…dash back to the safety of bed & me. Aghhhh…you are all goosepimply I can count every one in an instant ...69,009 to be precise. “Oh…you’re so warm & nice! ” You murmur in your hypnotic trance. Your marble coldness steals my heat as you turn over and fall back to sleep in an instant taking with you all blankets and sheets Shhhhhhhh....itttttttttttttt! The cold attacks my balls! Why are they singled out! Your snores fall heavy (frozen sound) . I get up put on two sets of clothes plus your fur coat. Make myself a cup of tea. A green glowing clock winks at me tells me it is just 3.