His Heatwave

Fool was I to think you were the sun For that blazing moment of beauty Come undone... If I had worn my shades Maybe you wouldn't have noticed The folly in my eyes... And how, now, it dies Had your warmth not been scorching Setting my skin to fire I could've walked away unscathed Lines seemingly rehearsed, replayed... Fool was I to think you were the sun Looming and luring me into states of undress Sweating in the sweetness of your stare Both my spirit and my soul, left upon the chair I found winter, last, so merciless But this...in summer, in sudden surrender Fool was I to think you were the sun Come undone....