Somewhere in the forties
Lies one of life's mysteries
Expected
Pounces
unannounced
A fire breathing dragon
Scorching you all over
Flowing hot lava
Blows your cover
As you bathe in fever
That abides
With you forever
Gone for a moment
That mischief maker
Another assault
Probably your loved ones
Will take the fault
Face boiling hot
Ready to cook
A cauldron
Misery takes pursuit
Awake or sound asleep
Will jolt you
A bolt of lightning
You jump
Wanting to water yourself
Seeking to be free
Drowning in heat
Air conditioner blasting
Covering
Undressing
Back and forth
Back and forth
Until the heat subsides
You lie awake
Waiting
For the next session
Of hot flashes
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