Heat Wave

Sweat dripping,

beading on your forehead,

sliding down my back.

In your eyes,

something,

reflecting the temperature.

Mirages wavering,

changing,

shifting perceptions.

I feel the heat, see it,

the fire

in your eyes,

from your soul.

You know it, feel it, too.

Or,

maybe,

it's just me?

-Saoirse