It's a smile..it's a kiss, it's a sip of wine....sweet summertime!!!
Ahhhh..yes...sweet summertime. My gardens are busting with the perfume of honeysuckle, sweet william, and petunias...and I'm bursting with summer heat and pleasures beyond words. I believe that e.e. cummings (my favorite poet) portrays exactly how the heat of summer is making me feel...
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh. . . . And eyes big love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you so quite new
Wishing you all a most intensly heated summer.