The warmth of the coffee had flowed through her body.

Warmth flowed from him to her, more emotional than physical.

Warmth (not that he felt cold) flowed over him when the door opened.

Warmth and fresh air had once flowed through the columns.

The warmth of human feeling flows through its formal structures.

His expression was glowing, and warmth flowed through her as she looked at him.

The warmth flows through them and they share it.

Warmth flowed through him and he opened his eyes.

The familiar warmth flowed through her, and he bent with the pain of his new wound.

The warmth of healing flowed through her body, chasing the poison.