Friday, March 13, 2009

Grasping Space and The Thousand Senses

I can still feel your touch.
Your smell envelopes me.
The back of my eyelids breathe your sight.
My lips still taste of you.
And yet, all these things I cannot feel.

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1 comment:

Cat said...

I totally <3 the third line! adoring the mix of senses...

March 13, 2009 at 7:07 PM

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