Summer Hypnosis
A little boy stands outside the circle
Feeling the drone, two three, drone again
Of Breton pipes in summer heat
And mesmerized, he shifts and sways
Caught up in the rhythm of the dance
So now I, mother of the boy
Witness that same hypnotic charm
Pulsing through circling salsa drums
Calling to child of my child
Seducing sleep in Bondi sun
March 15th Bondi beach for my son Dan
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