Senses
I use every part of my senses when I'm with you:
When I stare into your eyes,
which shine brighter than any star
When I touch you,
feeling the warmness of your embrace
When I kiss you,
the taste of your lips and tongue pressed against mine
When I smell your fragrance,
which brings floods of memories of Saturday's past
And as I listen to your every word,
your soft voice making even the uneventful enthralling.
This poem is about:
Me