sleep lies
in the darkness
makes you feel
the cold air rush
over the thin sheets
you huddle shivering
beneath a threadbare
set of bedcovers
your pulse slows
as your blood runs
cold in the veins
but inside your eyes
behind your mind
you walk in the sunshine
on a warm sandy beach
with the scantily clad
beautiful whatever
of your dreams
immune to the cold
in your mind's eye
even as the winter
drives a shiver
through your spine.