Summer shades

The shadows of tall trees cringe
Asphalt melts and flows like strong hearts
Squirrels stop all movement
A drifting cloud steps up
to save the world.
Nothing stops it.
Nothing holds it there.
Any movement now, the barks could sweat
Leaves whisper once in a while
Transmit a message to the sea
But all have to wait till orders from above
After a long wait something shifts about.
The day sheds its skin
After all it is all shade at its core.
The colors vaporized before
form a rainbow of embers.
It is a late rise for the night though
Look, the bats have arrived.
A conference in a nearby tree.
They have to save Gotham.
Everybody, brave along.