You are unreal.

You are textured colours, flavoured sounds,

You are music I can see,

Calm, quiet, flowing,

I feel if I touch you, you'll break

Into a million fragrant ripples

A million senses falling

Someplace I can't see.

What are you? Are you something else,

Behind that mask of yours?

Or are you just another word i can taste?

You are a waterfall, cascading down,

In square droplets,

Into the vessel of my body,

Filling me up,

Completing me.

-Synaesthesia-