Heady night jasmine fills the air
Cicada rhythm accentuates
quickening pulse and rising passion, as my thoughts drift to you,
this sultry Summers eve
Air thick as cestrum nocturnum
Fills my senses,
solo Ruru call off in the distance,
as my thoughts drift to you,
this Summer eve made for lovers.
Slightest breeze sweeps my skin
with its kisses, delicious, delicious,
I stroll in my garden counting my stars and my wishes,
As my thoughts drift to you,
this hot Summers eve, my darling.
If I could pull you to me now, my sweet,
I would cover you with kisses,
and lay out on your body,
each one of those stars & wishes,
Again my thoughts drift to you, elusive lover,
This unbearable Summers eve in my garden.

J.C. 21/02/2019