Carried on evening breezes, she appears after sundown, subtly creeping in...through windows ajar, under doors, through trellises.
Softly enveloping the senses in her evocative mantle, she teases with the nostalgia of warm Mediterranean nights, strolls in dark fragrant air.
Rekindling memories of red skies and rising moons,
And barefoot sand cooling after hot afternoons.
Listening to waves and sensing the beguiling presence of The Lady of the Night, La Dama de Noche, Cestrum Nocturnum.
Modest tiny green buds opening at dusk,
transformed into seductive night ladies, irresistible to the passer-by.
Who is that, where does she come from, what is that wonderful perfume?
Ah, that is La Dama de Noche,
Enjoy her now because with the dawn she will sleep again.
Memories of Mallorca.....where I first met this beautiful, exotic, night-blooming flower.
(Canarybird)
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