Finches sing urgent
Tones: trills and whistles,
Warbles and pauses
Come to me.
Mourning doves coo;
Longings in three notes
From tree to rooftops
Come to me.
Oleanders awake;
Sweetly scented clusters
Of airborne seduction
Come to me.
Apricots and peaches;
Dripping sticky juices
At first bite eagerly
Come to me.
Native cheeses and wine;
Sensorial explosions
Of ecstatic dimension
Come to me.
The heated Med dissipates
Reaching for the sky;
Whispered hazy kisses
Come to me
unbuttoned or undone 
A wonderful sensual feast!
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I agree with you, it’s a beautiful poem.
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Thank you. It’s Summertime and …well, you know. 🙂
Thank you for stopping in Mordanicus.
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Comme tes mots transmettent parfaitement les sons, les vues, les gouts de la Med.
Encore un triomphe!
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Et c’est UnElephant je vois sur la bouteille?
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Merci. Je suis heureuse de partager ces sensations avec toi. Un cadeau de la nature n’est-ce pas? Eh oui, c’est un elephant sur la bouteille… Un vin bio tout a fait delicieux. 🙂
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Nice photos!
Am on my way 🙂
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Haha! Thanks Noel.
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Nice one Emmy …Summer on the Med sounds delicious …be well …
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A garden of delights, Tony! Thank you.
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