Jet black.
A midnight breeze 
flowing through midnight trees
across dewy midnight leaves
in the shadows of summer;
Caressing
jet black dreams
dreamt between jet black sheets
with jet black feet
Intimately intertwined.  
Feeling Caledonia cool,
yet smoldering like the Sahara;
My jet black fantasy’s
move, 
uninhibited, and untamed
through my brain,
around my body,
and out my fingertips;
Searing, yet soothing
those jet black lips,
with my touch.
I drape myself in your blackness,
floating away 
on a midnight breeze…
In the jet black shadows of summer.