I would take the taste
of cool glass of orange juice as fresh as a daisy on hottest of days,
bread as soft and warm as your favorite cuddly toy when you need a hug,
a four-course meal after a long day of working nonstop.
I would take the feel
of a cat’s fur after you settle down in your home,
of fresh cover on a rainy night as dark as a caves center,
a controller when you want to play a game with your friends.
I would take the smell
of fresh bacon and burgers in the morning,
of a new car you just picked up from the dealers,
of the cold air on a snowy day.
I would take the sound
of sizzling meat when you have a hungry stomach,
of a child’s laugh after a funny joke,
of leaves crunching under your feet.
I would take the sight
of a dust storm swinging round a baren land like a gracious ballerina,
a beautiful snow day on what you expected to be a bad day,
of a sun set on the edge of the oceans wave.