My Senses

The sun is shining. Rays of light shine upon my skin, and my inner light within assists me in me being incandescent. I emit light. I am luminescent. Reminiscent of the morning star I shine bright, and brighter than light itself. I know myself and it is important to know thyself. I breath in the Earth's air, and I yearn for the sweet taste of my favorite fruit , a pear. The taste of the fruit tickles my tongue, and I hear myself giggle. The juice from my pear trickles down my chin, and I see I have eaten every part of the fleshy fruit, once a beaute, and now all that is left if the core. The core of me, the part of me that is central to my existence, is living. I can smell the fructose on my breath. My appetite is not pacified, but it is close.