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.