It was not the coffee
It was not the eyes
It was not the sun
It was not the perfume
It was not the night
It was not the heart
It was not the sea
It was not the clouds
It was not the hands
It was not the smiles

It was the taste
It was the look
It was the light
It was the essence
It was the darkness
It was the beat
It was the waves
It was the touch
It was the rain
It was happiness

It was not life, it was feeling alive.

-Alina Esquinca