faint whiff

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

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