A rose is shiny candy, sweet perfume heart shaped love. Gentle and soft. A rose is a gentle taste, a shiny heart. I would like to hear the aroma of a Sunday roast and taste the smooth, rough, lumpy food and see the spice and sweet sounds melting in my mouth. I would like to smell the sounds of my knife and forks against my plate and drift away in the beauty that I test. Morning spring; sun scratching through my window with orange and yellow light. Blue sky with a hint of clouds, melting against the grey concrete roof like melting candy. Yellow sun flooding against the grey roof and walls sparkling shinning white.