collections

No ceremonial protocols 
All I need is 
A perceptive receiving 
From the intuitive senses 
To follow my nose  

Without a preconceived idea 
I want to distinguish
The substances 
Instantaneously 
Observe
Reality in actions
Using the insight flash light 
To lights up my emotions 

Though 
Different experience
Comes
In different speed
Still I monitor 
All the sensations 
Without flagging 
An immediate apprehension 
Still asking for 
A second sight 

If my heart knows
It’s true in taste 
Even though 
Passionate emotions 
Stand by 
To close to the flames 
Ready to be burned 
I am ready
To be a secret witness 
Experienced by  
A virtue of intuition 
Without grasping
The inner nature