Heat.

Warmth settles over with searing embrace
I breathe it
I struggle with it
But it burns, burns.
Mind is melting, creeping down my face
I breathe it
I struggle with it
But it stays, stays.

This is.

A thought forgotten
A breath, lost
Light warms and moves on
Returns, some times
Some times not.
Do eyes remember?
When at their close?
A judgement, made
Forever part of every thing
Lost.