Summer brings it’s humid heat
Amidst the sun and clouds
A lovely day for tea thats sweet
And far away from crowds

A gentle breeze across my chest
A tingle it does bring
Across my bare and naked breast
Exposed for you they sing

The humid air doth cause us sweat
The salty taste a lure
Our bodies entwined and wet
Our passion oh so sure

Then in the heat of passions wake
A little buzz is heard
It cannot be- no, no mistake
This is so damned absurd

At the most inconvenient time
Just before the quake
The mosquito adds a little chime
It’s is to partake

Of sweat wet skin and bare white flesh
distracted by all lust
The little monster gets it fresh
I wish the wind would Gust!