Heat
Heat
Warms you up when you feel like you are in a hole
Makes you hot not wanting more
Makes you warm and comfy
Making you stay more
It can be imagined as home
It is nice and kind
But too much is more than a fine
Heat is cool while he makes you cool
When he starts to make you drool
You know he is not cool
He can heat your up like a convection oven or make you as cool as a pole
Heat is worldwide saviour of none
Worker to all
He serves the people
Not himself
Some like his presence
Others despise it
Some want him all the time
While others want him confined
He is either in a mine or sleeping in a hive
He might come when you need him
Or you might tell him goodbye
Heat is cool only if you know why ...