Five Senses Of Love Poem by Gregory Huyette

Five Senses Of Love



THE SMELL OF FRESHLY WET GROUND


AND THE SOUND OF A WREN'S SONG,


ALONG WITH THE SIGHT OF A ROSE


ARE THOSE THINGS I HOLD DEAR.


BUT SHEER BLISS...


IS THE TOUCH OF YOU, BELOVED


AND THE TASTE OF YOUR KISS.

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