rrodriguez

When Ever I Think of You

What do I see?

I see a hibiscus tree,

with beautiful pink flowers in bloom.

What do I hear?

I hear the sound of your voice,

like a slight rustle between the trees.

What do I smell?

I smell the scent of your body,

like the soft aroma of white Lilacs in a field.

What do I touch?

I touch your soft skin,

like delicate cotton puffs.

What do I taste?

I can taste a cup of coffee,

as I write this words thinking of you.