Spices
By Charlotte S
Published 27 September 2018
Twirling through the rain
As the drops fall and stay,
Curry racing down down my chin
As it tickles my nose
The tangy aroma
Dancing on my taste buds,
Feelings are waterfalls,
Gushing out into lakes
Aroma is colourful,
Strong but weak,
Pale but loud,
Just like drops in time