a wonder.
Looking at me like the 8th wonder, handling me like the most precious artwork kept behind unbreakable glass.
Is this what it is to be seen?
Listening to me like a favorite song, hanging on to my words like there’s fire beneath you.
Is this what it is to be heard?
Tasting me like a perfectly balanced bite, savoring every present moment like the adventure of a lifetime.
Is this what it is to be pursued?
Touching me like the softness of satin, soaring through my mind like the endless sky.
Is this what it is to be explored?