Sweat drips from them
The heat continues to flow, mercilessly
They are transparent
Yet foggy
The water droplets camouflage them
Like reading an open book with blank pages
You can tell what they are doing
Yet not what they are up to
Words tattooed on them
Show some of their true colors
Blue hues coat them
Making them stand out exquisitely
They are meant for me and only me
Unless abandoned or stolen
