Thick air fills my lungs,
Sun beating my flesh,
The sticky air clinging to my body
and mind.
Clouds pass the rays of fire,
Breeze extinguishes the burn,
Sweat treads the lines of my face.
Brows entwined,
Lashes flicker away the light,
My eyes are pierced with the fire.
Sun beating my flesh,
The sticky air clinging to my body
and mind.
Clouds pass the rays of fire,
Breeze extinguishes the burn,
Sweat treads the lines of my face.
Brows entwined,
Lashes flicker away the light,
My eyes are pierced with the fire.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
LoudDreamer
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