These Five Senses

by Tina Carr AKA Snickers   Jul 5, 2006


The warmth of your voice
Received through a whisper
Heals a hopeless heart
Once torn and blistered

The gaze of your eyes
Creates a feeling of limitation
I fall to my knees
Numbed by the sensation

The brush of your hand
Sends a chill to my soul
Energy surges from my heart
Out of control

Your scent, such an aroma
A perfume of infinite intensity
Consumes the air in my lungs
Burning a relaxation through my veins

The taste of your lips
Soft, subtle, and sweet
Can recharge a life
And is yet so discrete

Only five senses to absorb your love
How I wish there were more
But the five existing I appreciate
For with these I am restored

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