Shoulders cold, goosebumped skin
While a torrent of heat waves
Ebb and flow inside my head
Fingers as strangers to my body
Numbness sets in, melting my muscles
The darkness comes
From the peripheral, tiny dots
Washing away my sense of space
I have no legs, I have no arms
My breath is somewhere in between
Seems like eternal sleep
Seems good and right, but
Then there is a hand to guide me
Soothing and reviving
Searching eyes that look for signs
Of reaction to that friendly hand
Bright dots of light
Filtering into blinding
Fresh air waking up the memory
Skin aglow with sweat and relief
The feeling is there
It's a surge of electricity
Drowning out the sound in my ears
It's fluttering around my heart
My sway, not only that of fainting
This unstable, wobbly stance
I wish you could see
Every drop of grateful energy
Seeping, flowing out of me
Into the depths of your patient embrace