Heightened

Your voice is an echo kissing my ear

Your scent is sandalwood and verbena

Your taste is a lingering temptation on my tongue

Your touch is tactile elation on my skin

Your image shimmers behind my closed eyelids

Wrapped in all that I can touch… scent, taste, see and hear
Thoughts rushing headlong from Past to Present tense
And I long to reclaim and leave behind my fear
And to trust once again in my sixth sense

~ kei
17 June 2015

©Hans Markat

The Five Senses by Hans Markat

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