The taste of butter
The shade of green —
All is a wonder as they seem —
The first taste of wine,
the feel from the textures of the vines,
and how sand slips through my fingers
brushing away as the wind lingers
Feeling my cheeks, a tender stroke —
It was... all a wonder —
Feeling through the woods, wearing my silk coat
Far out the distance, I hear the water stream
How it sings so beautifully, no ounce of demean
Life is all...
                      A wonder.