Treasure Island

Denver Dsilva


Sense My Love


How do I see my love....
How do I feel my love....
How do I smell my love...
How do I speak my love...
How do I hear my love...

Is it a question of the physical senses
or is it about sensing without them
My eyes smell the beauty
My ears see the glory
My nose feels the softness
My mouth hears the moan
My skin speaks of the warmth

My love my love.... how I long will my senses last...
senses make no sense in sense that I know
Senses make senses in senses of sense I dint know

Submitted: Thursday, February 20, 2014
Edited: Thursday, February 20, 2014

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