THE MASK OF BEAUTIFUL SENSES

If i was called in to create a mask i would take-

The sound of the harmless,peaceful waves delicately

But swiftly swaying in the wide sea and the soft fluffy clouds

Gently and slowly drifting through the never-ending sky

The taste of the smooth icing on the freshly baked cake

And the sweetness of the sugar in my hot tea

The feel of a fluffy,cuddly puppy in my loving arms and the 

Warmth of my freshly-ironed clothes

And the sight of the classroom where I’ve always been.

This would make my perfect mask