Summer Nights

The smell of the summer night air Takes me back to times we shared You and I dancing beneath the moon Crickets playing a lovers tune Trees full with lush green leaves Whispering poetry to you and me A view from beneath a Missouri bluff Talking of passion, love, and lust Your hand in mine strolling the path Sitting on the deck and looking back Picnic tables and barbecue grills Driving and parking, is this for real? My memory’s filled with your sweet love Do you remember that snow white dove? A kiss goodnight under a star filled sky Best friends forever, a promise, no lie It excites me to think that every year Whether life or memory I return here We will create magic again I know On a summer night in the moon’s soft glow Copyright © 2009 Lena “Lolita” Townsend *inspired by John Heck’s “Summer Celebration” contest