Heat

Sweat pouring,

Dripping down.

So many thoughts,

Just drowning.

Bodies moving,

Souls crashing.

Heat rising,

Temperatures dropping.

Clouds closing in,

Rain starts to fall.

As it drips,

Lips touch.

Heat rising higher,

They start to drift.

Rain pours down,

When then she realizes.

Those rain drops,

Are really her tears.

Heat rises higher,

As her heart breaks.

Into pieces,

They melt.

Like a candle,

Lit from the fire.

As the fire burns,

The heat rises.

As it rises,

She falls.

Hey everyone!!! An awesome new poem for you today! in honor of the crazy hear we are having here in buffalo,NY lol. but no, in all seriousness this here is a brand new and fresh poem from the top of my head, i wanted to make sure i met my deadline for the day. so i wouldn't say this one was rushed like most, this took me at least 20 to 30 minutes only because i wanted to make sure it sounded alright and not sounding stupid. i mean i don't ever think my poetry is stupid but sometimes it doesn't always make a bit of sense. anyway, with heat that a woman feels tends to be a hard feeling at the same time. heat can go one of two ways, heat as in weather heat and then heat in sexual tension like. see what i'm trying to say here? well i hope you guys kind of get the message i'm trying to send