Confined in the car,
I sulk, witnessing -
Love’s torrential downpour,
Feeling stifled - with glasses up.

Torpid recollections invoke
Sultry vapours;

When ears burn,
No air conditioning helps.

Condensed tears dissolve,
Descending along translucent panes;
Blurring vision,
Inducing intense pain.


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Wow! the moments that captured you here are amazing in your intensely painful grace....fabulous work. Love the name...yes I do stress, just like this....memory is something we cannot escape, especially sultry memories! smiling at you, Tai