distant smell of Clementine
dancing in the wind
your scent blended in
thousands of wild critters
lost and found
in the valley of the moon.
sand between toes
lifting knees high -
arms imitate waves.
the sea cannot quench
the angry people
hopeful, cheerful, lustful
I hold you in my arms and lift you up to the sky ——
sweet smell of distant Clementine.
How I hope your love never abandons
the fire in my mind.
6.4.2024
Çiçekpınar / Valle della Luna
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