Summer Heat

Jasmine scents filled the air
heat surrounds me there.
Neon signs shimmer
within passions heat.

Warm wind that night
cast me to erotic flight.
Went down to Belle's café
Madam Lorna in homage pay.

She led me off to one side
and in her breast to confide.
Moonlit streaks lit the air
naked souls in which to bear.

Manic moon at first delight
take within in you my delight.
Her lips surrounds me there
only in trance my silent stare.

Ecstasy's wind fills the mind
now in orgasm find.
We are two spirit's in flight
moon on a hot summers night.

Wiping away the sweat
she said with a grin
"you know you shouldn't have
come within."

"But passion is as passion be
your heart sets me free.
Lest this ruffled body say
thank you in attention pay."

Hot summer wind
down at Belle's Café
once again
in passion play.

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