I boil alive in the summertime
Feel the fields fold within me
Vast as our climb
I grow restless, grow short
These thin winds wring me dry
I yearn for heat to dowse my worries
Smooth me flat and let me fly

Some find displeasure in warmth
The thick of the air that mops your neck
With the kiss of a season I'd never forget
The exhaustion of heat embosses those
Who struggle with it so
But it lulls you to baste and bake in it's waves
As reminder to let the cold go
To embrace sinking in with intent clear at mind
To assemble, observe
With the thoughts left behind
The world, it goes covered
For months it's at sleep
When its ambiance rolls, it just sings,
"Watch me be."

I know your brain's amuck
With the slush of old snow
Yet within you holds humidity
Thick with memories known.