Sense and Senses

we met again love is too fast for decency pretext pretense and punctuation oh at last smell sound taste touch repeat sense of inability to live without each other the past tense that's just a time that we retrieve smell sound taste touch repeat sense of senses the voluptuous dew on your wet forehead the incense of cigarette I shared with you warmth of your fingers that commence again their sweet work and anew smell sound taste touch repeat sense of me and you 18.11.2019 Smell Sound Taste Touch Repeat Sense. Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Sheri Fresonke Harper