The Five Senses
the things i can see:
rain on the window,
Christmas cards, swaying
trees, a sleeping old
lady, bills to pay
and i can feel:
the desk, a sneeze
coming on, the
chair and my 'tache
i can hear:
clocks ticking,
snores, music
lemon,
rose smells
wine!
(the last one is wishful thinking, LOL)
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