The Five Senses

sweet lips press against my own, I can feel myself grow flustered skin burning bright red I quiver finding myself drawn in With a kiss you tease my senses fingertips trace along my chest the light touch making my skin crawl, a soft sound leaving me I blush finding myself drawn in with a touch you tease my senses You voice sounds sweet like honey a gentle lullaby that drowns pain silent, I listen intently I smile finding myself drawn in with a word you tease my senses I breath in your scent drives me wild so sweet, like the most delicate of fruits pausing, taking the moment to savor I shiver finding myself drawn in, with your smell you tease my senses I look upon your form, eyes drawn back into your own I've fallen in love with you, your eyes, find me drawn in with your beauty you tease my senses.