Dey like dis

On a day like this,
I can wear my heart on a sleeve,
hit the road, catch the wind,
and playfully tweak the nose of time.

On a day like this
the cool breeze awakens memories warm,
that in your mind's eye conjure,
flashes of passion, rogue and pure.

On a day like this
separated by all sorts of distance, even rain,
one smells the sweet incense of longing,
untarnished even by pain.