When I See

"Rambutan"

When I think of rambutans 

I can see the hairy spheres.

I can smell the aroma of village orchard

I can feel the hardness of the outer skin

I can taste the small bundle of joy inside the bitter case

"Dragon Fruit"

When I think of dragon fruit

I can see the weirdly engineered petal-lish skin 

I can smell the stench of the latex

I can feel the crunch of the seedy flesh 

I can taste the sweet-and-sour palate it offered

"Mango"

When I think of mango

I can see the ripe ones, bright yellow with orangy tones

I can smell the sweet, sweet mangoey smell

I can feel the juice sticking to my fingers

I can taste the sweetness only mangoes can give