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Senses of Love


The taste of your name on my tongue

startling and subtle awakening; hungry

as though darkest chocolate on taste buds

bittersweet and blissful together; wanting.

The melody of your name sings in my ear

whispering as wind persistent; listening

as though music too lovely to be sung aloud

rhythms and rhymes entwine perfectly; imploring.

The sent of you lingers richly about me

pulling and pleading so hopefully; distracted

as though the perfume of rarest floral bloom

tempting and tantalizing calling sweetly; taunting.

The warmth of your skin against my own

calming and comfortable this caress; awakening

as though angels breath blown warm upon me

delicious and delicate beyond explanation; loving.

Karen Quinn 2013


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