Tangerine and mint leaves

on my tongue

I look in the mirror to discover a new reflection

The smell of your hair chocolate and smoke

I inhale to know more of our world together

Sunday afternoon walks the mist of city

Rain Envelopes me

lanky legs alongside mine

piano fingers entwined in mine

Your gait faster

Yet there is fire in my step

Something of Tangiers or the Mediterranean

Mint growing in the garden

On a sunny Sunday afternoon

When we were young and knew

no more than now of life

Mint leaves fresh and crisp

The coolness of an ice-cream sandwich

Green tea on ice

You diving into the pool with blue trunks

we used to meet underwater

like lost mermaids of the mind

our kiss a seal on the universe

a testament to long lost love

beaches on the Mediterranean

the sun diving into the turquoise sea

that shade of blue I can’t put into words

it pulls my heart

in an island off Turkey mosaics underwater

Hellenistic? Somebody whispered Alexander.

You smiled. The great.

The great memories of summers gone

Pulling tangerine wedges apart

Orange flesh on tongue

Melting chocolate

And you thought you cared

You cared the world into being.