He burns,

Brands you with scorched marks of deep felt love,

Beats his suffocating breath through your heart

And blinds you with distant promises of shimmering realities.

Pristine surfaces glare warm expressions

Of dry, incomparable beauty.

Bedazzled you stumble blindly,

Unwilling to surrender to his power

But too exhausted to struggle.

Then, suddenly, his expression darkens.

You look up, expectant, knowing

Yet not fearing the punishment in store.

Your outstretched hands receive it, one slap,

Then a cascade of hard-hitting pearls.

Fragile pictures break in waterfalls of silver,

Forming a carpet of reflected darkness.

Disillusioned, you laugh at this new world,

Dance on the floor of mirrors

Which jumps with you at every pirouette.

Salt floods away with every stream,

Parched flesh eagerly drinks up moisture.

You ignore the blows that bruise your very soul

For you are your own guardian and

Cares are swept away leaving you, just you,

Polkaing in the showers of Summer.