Linden tree bliss

I should write a poem now
in this perfumed night…
No, this is not a metaphor
through all my windows the linden trees
are spreading their insinuating aroma
wherever I turn a velvet caress
a deceitful kiss
a summer embrace
Black and heavy night
sneaking on my skin all your flavors
Go enchant lovers dreams!
Let me sink in ink, let me search the rhyme
for this maddening bliss

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