I Don'T Even See! Poem by Peter Maxharya

So silky smooth, so soft

touch, nerves cant resist

touch that never die,
in the memories it rejuvenates

touch, even the teddy admires

its a beautiful burning bush, flames that complete all desires

what is this and i dont even see!

It smells like my red rose garden

buzy bees, beautiful butterflies' new garden

honey and beauty abudant like garden eden

its like the unheard touchytune that never heard
of coarse!

Its this voice, not that noise

its this voice i chose,
my lovely valuable voicechoice!

What is this and i dont even see!

My shining sun, stars and moon too, love the feeling

i never saw them, counting

hours, days, months or years
It is timeless!

And im not the one controling

all that, i stole from your heart, and stored it in my heart

you did the same, i felt that theft

this heaven and earth distance, so close! cant force us part