Essence

the smell

of coconut oil

on locked hair 

sun-kissed

African skin

rare essences

of sweat and musk

sumptuous lips

tasting of sea salt

warmth

and fire;

i am immersed

in the memories

of being surrounded

by these…

and i wonder

” how can i survive 

without such attention–

such meaning?”

walking

from

step to step

greeting,

shopping,

doing the business

of the day

unattended

by the passion

so essential

to life.
Linda Tauhid

©3/2/17

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