It's a dull today sharp shadows are ephemerate   

Humidity’s high with unconcerned oppression 

Temperature has chosen to fight above its weight

The Thermidex inflated like a hucksters come on 

Tar melts leaves wilt changes of a sodden style

My glance at her back is slowed by wet wool air

She has no right to look so fresh so crisply agile

Her hair her dress her gait it’s somehow so unfair

She bounces with boundless effortlessness

While I sit here breathless in drenching sweat

Unaffected she runs and grins while I express

My grandfather awe at her Pirouette