SENSORY PERCEPTIONS

ONE MORE STEP, one more breath……thinking about the Tropics tonight. Late shopping after a very hot day, I walk out from the air-conditioned coolness of IGA, into a blast of humidity, tropical in its intensity….. and suddenly I’m back in time, stepping through the aircraft door at Townsville airport ….visiting Dylan, years ago. From ice cold Victorian Winter, the humidity hits me like a warm bath. I step down the gangway onto sticky bitumen….. dense air, perfume laden. Everywhere, in the Airport car park are Frangipani Trees, their exotic flowers scattered on the ground, carelessly. I gather them, as many as I can , and once settled in my room, float them in bowls beside my bed.
Frangipanis…..exotic, perfume laden, smelling of heat and sex and summer nights.
Who could resist ……

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