Rustle
Rustle of the lemon-tree leaves
as you passed
under them
and the flowers shivered
touched by your hair
which stirred the wind
a conqueror among them
and I followed you
taking of their fragrance
and yours
that challenged
the lemon tree flowers
and I couldn’t tell apart
the fragrance of your body
from the aroma of the lemon tree buds
Manolis Aligizakis 