Senses Poem by King Midas

I can taste the pouring out of desire
In every syllable that you breathe
I know you want nothing more
Than to quench that of which you seek

I can read your eyes like the pages
Of a story that we once wrote
You try to conceal all of your feelings
But I can bury myself into your soul

I can hear you call out my name
From deep inside your dreams
You try to whisper softly
Yet all I hear are your screams

And I feel you longing for my touch
It burns a thousand fires under your skin
You stay in the shadows; so reclusive
While I yearn to be let in

I can smell the enigmatic tension
That we possess forevermore
The more and more you try to conceal
The harder I strive to get to your core

And I can sense the burning sensation
For me, and I love you too
For I know that everything will be okay
And I can sense that all of this is true