Heat waves...

I sweat...

Hot as the plomb...

Sun shines, as bright as it could be.

A crystal in the contact of light.

That's blindly hurting at eyes,

 blind to the beautiful.

A coal on which we would have 

blown.

Head ache...

There are two of them in reality.

I think, fixing me like a thief, worse, an assassin.

Two coals are reflecting the deepness of ... a face.

Two suns are absorbing my seeing.

Blue, wonderfully and perfectly symetric. 

Vast, as a river.

Dark, deep, as the night.

With a diamond in their left, or a sun...No... a moonlight.

A feeling... no...many of them.

I ponder to understand, i don't...  

They are...

Extremely hypnotic.