Weather
Simmering in the heat from the blossoming wave
To tingle for outlet of sobering relief
As sensations of burns run through the utmost brief
That life terrifies flies into the corps of slave
Tie me up, tie me down, tie me in all angles
To the sun's solitude in the middle of days
As remembering soul throughout the bloodied ways
To swarm to the present of unwrangling tangles
Don'tburn away the cream to savour in moment
As surrendering hope of finding the right cure
To trigger exhaustion of fishing with allure
Happiness in right spots, happiness in movement
To neglect this great heat for light of this coolness
Of spirit past the mind of bodies in calmness