The heavy heat of summer
That keeps you low to the ground
And slow to move
Submerging bodies in water at every opportunity
Sometimes forcing heads under water
That heat that makes the body search for shade
That heat that makes even the breeze heavy and wet
Has finally broken.
The sun still shines and forces sensitive eyes to hide behind shaded lenses
But the heat is slowly going
Allowing the earth to cool
Allowing the breeze to refresh
As the air gets crisper
We find ourselves missing the heat
Knowing that soon a cold will creep in
A cold that gets into bones
And chaps hands and bodies
And forces them into cocoons of wool and nylon
A cold that seems too harsh to be temporary
The kind that submerges bodies in seas of blankets
Unwilling to leave their dens
But then it too breaks
And the heat creeps back
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