You are a lost lily ,

abandoned on a empty page,

like the ugly duckling.

You are a sensitive seagull ,

admiring the silent seas ,

like a sleeping snake.

You are the smell of  salty sea ,

ready to send out its army of wondrous wave.

Your the sound of a bouncing ball ,

jumping up and down ,

like a joyful kangaroo.

Your the memory of  my first ice cream ,

melting over my hand.

You are the distance between ,

a miraculous rainbow and a menacing rainstorm.

You are in my head ,

like a tune that repeats on the radio.

You are the cliffhanger,

that never was answered,

like a rhetorical question.