The summer sun catches the glimpse of my eyes

Turning them into balls of fire reflecting inside me

The moist, but dry air comes from the west of where I live

The summer sky turning the sky into an ombre effect from the color pink to blue

The sweat from my hands as I write reflects the anticipation of my emotions

The hot air reminds me of my childhood as I played outside with my neighbor

Telling him that the sun is feeling warm this season

But as the season of summer fades, so does my flaming eyes