Bergamot and Salt

A poem

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When I dream of summer
I dream of light seeping into long evenings
I dream of the bitter skin of bergamots
And diamonds strewn across the early sea

When I dream of summer
I smell your skin, salty, mineralic and tart
The sheets alight with the perfume of sun
And the eucalyptus trees oozing fragrance

That summer lives under my skin
And every time I grasp for it, it slips away
It cannot be captured and framed

It was that summer where I shed my layers
And allowed the sun to touch what was hidden
Where I brined myself in the sea
And let it wash away what no longer is

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