Four Senses

She fills her senses
Much as she can
With everything around her

Searching with open eyes,
Beauty visible at
Every turn

Breathing in
Sweet pungent scents
Mountainous air

Listening to the wind
Rustling through the small
Orchard of nectarine trees

Fruit ripe for picking
She cannot resist
The delectable taste

She lay on the grass,
Sun warming her skin,
Missing only the more
The feel and touch
of him beside her ...