The summer wind breezes through the screen door
Cindy relaxes on the chaise lounge
Still my baby, she calls to me to lie next to her
So I roll into her arms
These hot summer days
Under blue open skies
A smattering of warm rain
We cannot disguise our ardor
Our joy at it all
We’re living the dream
There’s no shortfall
Not a care in the world
Just a mighty sigh
Of gratitude, no need to ask why
Pure relaxation
Some contemplation
Mostly just sharing
Without guile or guise
Then comes the kiss
Maybe some more
A snooze is in order
It’s not even four