Passionate Nights

Hot summer night,
Dreamy summer guy.
Dark mid-summernight bedroom,
Dark mid-summernight body.

Books and plays about summer magic,
No comparison to Shakespearian
Fairy dust sprinkled
On two souls in the city.

My weary spirit lifts and flies
High above the New York skyline.
My summer doldrums fade away
A memory drowned in new kisses.