I can already feel the heat of the day. Feel it creep around my exposed skin as I examine my flesh. Feel the warmth lull me into a passivity and filling my memories of warm beds with soft light as delicate kisses from above come. I want to remember a warmer time when I could expose myself and not fear the response. The warm weather coddles me from the harsh chill I passed through. I am naked and exposed and for once, comfortable.