Cold-Less Whisper

Shiver. As I sit in this room it just got colder. Friction. As I rub my hands together, hoping to get warmer, Clenched teeth, I speak, my words falter. I continue to find warmth. I try to find space, I picture the sun , the beach, the trees, my mind running, yearning, dreaming for that place I chase, with this blanket I wrap myself with, I'll soon get there, the place I embrace. Like water that turns to ice My feet are freezing, now I'm sneezing Say something and I'll sure take your advice. The only way for me to get through this, is to think about that special someone-- The one that I miss-- The touch, the feeling, the love, the kiss, I continue to reminisce. *Sigh* Nothing seems to matter. I'm now hungry, where's my cup of soup serve in a platinum platter? I'm suffering in this place, the icicles I want to shatter. Like the Madhatter. I am waiting for Alice to save me from the Red Queen, Oo I can't stand her! Alice, please get me out of this ice land. When will you take me to that place? A place filled with warmth, the name of it you replaced, I demand, please hold my hand, Walk with me to the place you call Wonderland.