A day hot enough to melt chocolate into cocoa,
summer brilliance shines.
Innocent blue sky passes by
carrying marshmallows, good enough to eat.
Yet, brisk wind pushes them away
as if it lacks a sweet tooth.
Or perhaps, marshmallow doesn't compliment
what the breeze brings today,
less enjoyable bland gray
like unflavored oatmeal, lumpy in the sky,
depressing to the palate.
I sit and watch as this delightful steaming
treat turns cool, puffy white sweetness
waiting for the rain.