I taste a special
flavour
On my tongue
But I miss eggs
& flour
Something is wrong
With this cake
I smell
strong parfume
With my nose
But I assume
To fancy rose
Fresh air is needed
I touch the velvet
With my hands
But I neglect
To dance on sands
Barefoot
I see a miracle
With my own eyes
But nothing mystical
Can ever rise
You from the ground
I hear an angel´s song
With my ears
But you must walk along
To notice tears
Falling in silence
