The New Heat

Off the hook, 

fumbling through younger years

spinning, 

when the heat comes, 

we can see through your lines

Carmelized

and this is the storm,

THIS MORNING

its calm and cool

the aroma of last nights rain wraps you in

gather your floating

towels, and sunshine collectors. 

Hints of the new heat

trickle in through the East trees

forever excited for the new day...

however

Blue Embers from last nights fire pit

smolder, 

stick to your ribs

like a 20 year old love letter

that  pours over your edges 

still

inside the light source

it is dark

dark 

dark.

But I see you buddy.