What

Tell me what you hear when you search for the absence of sound.

I hear your voice in the filtering of all the chaos.

Tell me what you feel when there is simply nothing more to touch.

I felt your hand in mine on a cold winters day.

Tell me what you taste when you think of happiness.

I tasted cookies made with a laugh and a smile.

Tell me what you smell when you think of us.

I smell the sweat of hard work on a summers day.

Tell me what you dream of when you strain to see with your eye's closed.

I see your face smiling at me, waiting for me to open my eye's.