Five Senses
My five sense tell me that I'm hurting,
I smell the fear that I see in his eyes,
as I touch his skin and hear many cries.
For that same fear I've seen on t.v. ,
Never thought that those feelings would hit me.
My five senses ask me is there a such thing as love,
love smells like roses that glitter in your eyes,
the softness of true love wrapped around you so tight.
You hear bells ringing when you recieve that first kiss,
for my five senses tell me I've never felt this.
I know loves real cause of the laughter I hear,
the giggles I see, so loud and clear.
The taste of jello moving in my mouth,
the smell of dirt and cookies all through the house.
My five senses tell me that there is no hurt,
cause God sent my two angels,
one in jeans and the other in a skirt.
My five senses tell me so much,
please trust yours,
with every tatste, sight, hear, smell, and touch.
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