Entanglement of Summer’s Night

Olfactory sense alert:
Drawn by honeysuckle
Entangled
Night scented stocks
Mingled on the air
Still and damp
Without light to confuse the senses
As dusk steals in
Slowly;
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
Of
Air;
A resonance
That draws
Me in to the hidden world
Of a summer’s night.

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