Sprinkled Cinnamon

The smell of green grass after rain A silky texture was added to the moisturized air gently touching my skin Listening to a Bossa Nova and the calming waves Espresso with a little whipped cream Cinnamon is sprinkled on top My dear cat Jemima, meowed That was her reply to my sneeze “That music isn't your taste! What’s the matter with you?” Someone said over there “Is that right? Thank you for telling me.” He might know who I am more than me.