Entanglement of Summer’s Night

Olfactory sense alert:
Drawn by honeysuckle
Night scented stocks
Mingled on the air
Still and damp
Without light to confuse the senses
As dusk steals in
It’s late at 10pm to walk the lane-
Quiet and hallowed,
The hoot of an owl-
A call without reciprocity
Hangs on the breath
A resonance
That draws
Me in to the hidden world
Of a summer’s night.

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