by the fan

went blew through my hair

winds had me scared as the pillow

i put my head on laid bare

from just last night the summer

came and went and yet i was still

thinking of last fall when the leaves

tap danced into a rhythm all of there own

why was i looking out of the window

when the window was closed and locked

but yet i could see the turn of the moon

eyeing me like it was a old relative or friend?

i feel comfortable now and i still

never bought a air conditioner neither