Different Worlds

Thoughts of your world,
a hot and hazy hell;
melting, you might sigh.

I picture you over there,
sipping cold water;
cursing the burning sun.

Thoughts turn to my world,
a cold night of ice rain
with a Winter’s full moon.

I wonder if you picture me,
over here wet and cold;
dancing naked at 2:30 am.

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