suggestion of sea salt
faint whiff
drying seaweed
below the tide line
but no
this reek
of young love made in the morning
afternoon & maybe the evening too
because
y’know
y’can
y’want to so much
that was the aroma around
the recently married young couple
I interrupted in their train compartment
that long afternoon
travelling the top of Spain
from Santiago de Compostela to Hendaye
gazing out of the window
watching northern Iberia slide by
& in their silence together
I slipped away quiet
found another place to hide
leaving their perfume behind
neilbenbow 