My Window Has Betrayed Me..........Again!

The chilly morning air has me hiding beneath the familiar fluff of that ratty old comforter that I love so much. My legs instinctively pin down the edges and hold on careful not to let any stockpiled body heat escape through secret doorways. I turn my back on the window that has betrayed me once again. The evidence of it's betrayal leaving a thick frost on the inside to greet me each morning. Oh, the draft can be felt all the way across the room here on my bed. Winter mornings can be brutal! My feet defy me and refuse to leave the cozy pocket they've found just to be shocked awake by the icy floor. I wish I could stay here all day soaking up your body heat like a thief while you sleep like an innocent bystander. Can you blame me? Your body has found a way to turn ice-cold air into warm, intoxicating comfort. The day must begin so I'll make a mad dash through the house to the back room to kick up the thermostat. It still doesn't compare to the warmth that bed holds between the ratty old comforter and you.