The heat is a god who lives among us.
It rests in the walls of your house.
It waits
for you in the trees
and stairways.
It whispers to you on the street.
It lays its long hands
upon your head in blessing.
It worships you
with its fingertips.
All night,
it turns and turns restlessly in your arms.
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