The warmth of the house felt good, but I wondered how long the stored energy would last.

The warmth of the morning sun felt good, even to his sleep-deprived body.

He could smell the man's breath, feel the warmth of his body.

The sun was rising and even that slight warmth felt good.

She had touched him, felt the warmth of his skin.

But the warmth of the room felt good as she went inside.

The warmth felt welcome, but in a strange way, since I wasn't cold.

Its warmth felt most comfort- able, for the Spring night was growing chill.

The warmth felt good as it passed down his throat.

The warmth of the bed burned, still she felt chilled.