Synesthesia Poem by Rainand Windy

Synesthesia



I see blue in your sound
And here lie in your face
For the finishing round
I taste your love has no trace

Just like a broken shape
The truth smells funny
Makes the heart thinks
Force the head to feels

Friday, March 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts
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