Heat Waves
Heat waves burn the Summer air
deceit makes it difficult to breathe;
Deplete my lungs of oxygen
beat like dog days lies beneath;
Rush of sultriness over and over
paintbrush colors a soft breeze;
Gush of flames constricting
hush now your pain can ease.
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