Breathless Southern Nights

Relaxing to a rain song serenade Which breaks the stillness of hot southern nights Fat bullfrogs harmonize while crickets play A melting moon drips waxy yellow light The motion of the porch swing cools your sweat It's rhythm synchronizes with fireflies Romantic nights like these remove regrets Because they seem to somehow hypnotize And yet to you they may not sound unique With rain song serenades and melting moon Our breathless southern nights have a mystique Tranquility sings such a peaceful tune If you think southern nights are not your thing Come spend one with me on my old porch swing an original poem by Daniel Turner