My Five Senses

The pitch the peak of senses piqued each completely Let me see searching my memory biking down Laurier locking eyes with a hawk flying in the opposite lane is probably my most memorable favourite sight seen Epitome of sound if I went bird I couldn't pick only one so another favourite song the resting heartbeat of a well loved machine that deep rolling hum felt before seen the sound of love so not that different from a bird Smell's another hard sense to pin down puppy breath is one that'll have me rolling on the ground Can't touch this dancing rapt wrapped in a python feeling the weight of it's smooth cool mass feeling me never more embraced And then there's taste this one's the most fun Ripe Organic BC Bing Cherries shared with a girlfriend over Scrabble we lost track of each other the game everything taking tiny little bites enthralled with the pop of the skin the sweet swollen flesh scarlet oozing streaming down our... I looked at her and said what we both were thinking "I feel like a dirty old man." We finally got the cherry thing! 07/28/18 Viv Wigley's Five Senses Poetry Contest