I would take the sight of, 

a tear from the tragic forgiveness well, 

the drip-drop of the rainy evenings

and an angel dragon swooping his wings through the sky.

I would take the smell of, 

a crackling fire burning coolly,

a vanilla candle melting perpetually,

and freshly cut grass on a spring morning.

I would take the sound of,

a planes turbo engine roaring,

the tiktok of the big-ben,

and bees buzzing after the luscious lavender.

I would take the touch of, 

a cozy blanket before a fire,

the pink seashells smooth insides,

and a babys blushed chubby cheeks.

I would take the taste of, 

a freshly baked cinnamon hot-crossed bun, 

or light and fluffy cotton candy falling from the clouds,

and the coloured cocoa ice-cream melting in your mouth.