Heat

The heat inside the house was ineffable.
The blaze from the fireplace set the whole house aglow.
A quiet roar, the crackling of the wood, the whipping sound of the flames.
Outside. Grey, thick, heavy clouds.
Snow falling, quietly, silently, softly.
Peering through the window
The snow weighs down every bough of every evergreen.
The heat from every exhale through her nostrils
appears and quickly disappears on the window.
Her warm hands pressed against the cold glass.
Heated fog hand prints.
The heat which is transferred from her hands to the glass is steadily escaping her.
The heat being taken from its rightful owner.
The heat, the warmth of her blood flowing through her.