Those Sultry Summers

 

Those sultry summers are here again

with afternoons of siestas and teas.

The only sound is that of rustling palm fronds

in a gentle sea breeze.

Curtains are drawn and blinds pulled

to eliminate the glare of the sun.

A distant radio can be heard 

playing the rythm of a tango from yesteryear.

Memories of one's youth begin to emerge

in the fashion of a day dream.

The melancholic beat of the Argentine dance

with voluptuous women clad in exotic styles.

Sleep wafts into the bed chamber

as the world is temporarily abandoned.

A gentle start to awaken one's heart beat

as the fragrance of jasmine pervades the room.

Tranquility gives way to the thought of tea

with a chocolate eclair to revitalise the soul.

Such is a summer's muse

on a sultry summer's afternoon.