I miss so much. I feel arms around me, a hand on my face, a gentle slight of hand, a touch, a caress. But I open my eyes and I am alone with my thoughts and memories. Alone in a cold world, not so cold but my thoughts make it so. I push away all effort to care, to replace these touches of warmth. Sensual kiss on soft lips. Heart wrench and twist. Do I dare leave the present to live in the past. I await a key. or even a lock...