If i were summoned 

To create a treasure

I would take,

The smell of

A field full of roses,

The sugar blossom candle,

And the stench from an pole cat.

The sight of 

The blanket of stars lay scattered across the sky,

Flaming brightly for all to see,

And the lava erupting from a lost volcano.

The touch of

The vibration of a cat purring,

The soft touch of a puppy,

And the rain dropping on your neck.

The sound of 

The soft houl from a wolf,

The sizzle of a fireplace,

And the sound of a baby

The taste of 

The drizzle in a lava cake,

The melting cheese on pasta,

And the mouth watering taste of rice.