With a soft kiss … she welcomes you.
“Summer has filled her veins with light and her heart is washed with noon.”
- Cecil Day-Lewis
Yes, summer’s here. Long days and short nights. It’s all about the light. And the heat, don’t you think?
This time of year, there’s more than one kind of heat. The heat outside pales in comparison to the heat that happens when a man like you meets Elisabeth … Not the Usual One. Let’s make some warm summer memories now!
There’s one silly thing interfering with my mellow summer mood. I’ve just discovered that, in my efforts to impose a fancy organizational scheme on my email — I get LOTS of emails, really I do, and while I adore it, it can be challenging to keep things sorted — many of those that I had placed in a special folder, I discarded! [Elisabeth gives herself an "I coulda had a V-8" style forehead palm.]
I’ve tried, but I can’t get them back.
So, if you’ve emailed me recently and didn’t get a response, your email was undoubtedly a sorting victim. Drop me another note, and I’ll be much more judicious about the dreaded mouse-click.
And now … back to our mellow summer.
Sensual warmth, and our own private shady spot, cooled by a gentle and refreshing breeze, just made for you, and me, and some naughty grownup fun. I’m ready for some summer heat. How about you? Let’s get together and make our own kind of summer poetry!
