He entered the room
with a single piercing breeze
His cold hands touched my bare hips
My whole body shivered
Motionlessly wrapped in his arms
with temperature rising
I turned around & swallowed his breath
its whistle kept me shaking

I dressed up fast
but it was too late
the wind caught me
he got me a cold friend

Written by Julita Wozny on April 3rd 2013

Note: I felt it coming and now I’m sure. The sneezing, the shivers… the cold got me good.


17 thoughts on “Fever

    • I’m glad you thought it was the nice kind of fever ’cause that means the writing went with the plan ;).

      Thank you, Ksenia! Hope to get strong fast cause I really miss the world out there!

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