A poem about a Heatwave called Sunshine

donning rings of golden hue n a pair of thongs
flaunts herself across the blues

like hot stuff she sees herself above all else
whats your name….. I hear some ask
Sunshine… she replies
all sweetness n warmth

with a hint of lust and a wink of light in her eyes

but be warned
beneath this ‘sultry” exterior is one hot headed bitch
rumour has it
she has burn those alive
who have been wooed to lay by her side
#WANTED #TheAussieHeatWave #maybeDisguisedAsSunshine