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
Love this piece 💖
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Thank you so much ❤ Glad you enjoyed 🙂
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Welcome Karin!
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