Please do tell me
You smell
the intensely arid hotness of summer.
The tender wind blowing
brings peace to bottom of
every swaying soul.

Please do tell me
it's an invitation from you
two glasses of hot tea with
old silver straw

It's the day you back to home
back to me again

When your feet
sink into warm sand of ***** desert
When your eyebrows frowned
humming the familiar tone

I know it's scent of home