plant the seedlings of wanderlust into the thinning gloom throbbing with the last touch of night mingled with remnants of moon down an avenue of silver, stardust, far off places some day sun bathed rooftops terracotta, buttermilk olive terraces, the sea's bed blinking eyes of a vast heartland ... delighted to meet you!
nostalgia for the forgotten, far off lands of sunshine. one day x