Sage
is the aromatic Salvia
the high desert bloom
the scent of inland Oregon
the one I would retrieve, could I
are the hills
are the exposed ribbons
of hard rock that remain after
the soft scree has flowed to the ocean
is the scent
I choose to associate with you
and the night we spent under the stars
the red rocks behind us, the river running near.
Poetry by jim
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Written on 2022-02-13 at 16:19
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