It is the sound of the Middle East
A pitch not found here;
Something more silky
Than what my skin has touched before.
It comes by surprise, at the end of a Playlist
With no name
No way to find what song is this?
It sings to all my pores
That open to absorb it
Like the Ocean sand takes the wave.
It’s Yellow, so Yellow!
And I find myself in an open field
Wild Flowers all around me.
The smell of turquoise caresses my neck
and I long to hold
The hand that waits for mine.