Canicule heat inside 

As I hear my quelling

 Liquescent heart

Shivering in swither

Wintery chill outer

Frost and bloodless

Snowy unlike the-

white hot inside

Impassionately

Ablaze my spirit

Swindled passion

I was conquered

Thwarted I am

No more I am

I am no longer

I cede myself

Follow me not

Cosmic admirers

Seek me not

My livid shadows

No more deluge

No more frost

No more august

No more..No longer

               ---Kris