Pinch the citrus leaf
filled with sour lemon dew
My mouth waters still...

I like this, Misty!

I have lemon trees here, and you understand them well.

Thanks and love,

+Stevie

I can still remember the first time I saw an Orange tree whilst I was visiting an art exhibition in a monastry in Valencia, Spain. The dust-coloured walls and columns touched by dusky sunlight... the crispness of the air...that sharp aroma...mhmmmm

my oranges, your lemons... your poem took me back there