where's my head?

[scottobear]

Tired eyes
weary bones
active mind
a little too warm
walls look sticky
left foot scraped skin
tingle on the chin, running up left cheek
hear my beloved's voice, from memory
50's girl
and my queen
and my little girl
and a cat
and a friend
and a companion
and a cohort
red nails
ghoul nails
her tears on my chest
her smiling lips touching mine
my arms holding her close
barefoot
rubber lizards do our bidding