Black bomber jacket

Dirty blonde hair flows freely

Green eyes enchant me

Fresh, clean linen wafts

Through my nose, I’m besotted

You’re scented like home

Boyish baritone

Voice is handsome like your face

You’re my new vinyl

Muscular plushie

Your biceps are my new toys

I seek your embrace

You taste so divine

Sweet, like blueberry sublime

I think I want more...

Excitement in the

Air all around us. Our breath,

Fogs of beginnings.

A scent of churro

Lingers like a shroud of mist

In my nostril’s depths.

Trumpets sound, war drums—

A song of celebration.

And our throats give out,

Reaching for a hand

Among all the bodies, slick

With drops of moonlight.

My lovers lips still

Candied at the thought of mine,

Teeth rotten and sweet....

**SIGHT:**

The sighting Celestial body

Lighting up the sky with bright stars.

The sight of moths in the sky.

**SMELL: **

The fumes of earthy greens freshly cut on the ground with life sprouting near.

The scent of life filling my nose with pleasure-fullness.

There is not much more to ask for because this is substance for mere me.

**SOUND:**

Critters cries are heard in the leafy green garden w...

We’re all wearing black

And nobody looks happy

We’re all sad you’re gone

Muffled sobs come out

Intermittent from others

The loudest silence

The back of my throat

Is filling with acrid bile

I want to throw up

I feel the wood grain

Digging into my elbows

The pain distracts me

The air here is stale

It lingers inside my nose

The faint smell of death...

Sight

Your eyes like a diamond

and mine you say a midnight moon

look into each other forever

Sound

Your laughter shakes the trees

My laughter tinkling like bells around me

The two a perfect harmony

Taste

Your lips sweet on mine

Taste oddly of lavender and sweet vanilla

Happiness taste just like this

Smell

Your mohogany colone on leather

my fancy perfume on a cotton dress

Creating an utter...

**Sight:**

**Lanterns aglow, bright**

**Fireworks paint the night sky**

**Colors dance and fade**

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**Smell:**

**Smoky barbecue**

**Wafts through air thick with spices**

**Tempting aromas**

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**Sound:**

**Laughter and music**

**Mingle with distant thunder**

**Summer's symphony**

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**Touch:**

**Grass tickles bare feet**

**Breeze caresses heated skin**

**Cool droplets of rain**

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**Taste...

Little white flowers

Pop up in little neat rows

Soil glistens with dew

Aroma tickles

The senses, flower meets garlic

And mint, clove, basil

Every so often

Small bodies whizz past the ears

Black, yellow, buzzing

Raspberries from bush

Explode, tart, juicy and sweet

There’s no better bite

Plants are delicate

For the human touch, so we

Must tread carefully...

my coach and my team

girls practicing and stretching

green all around me

I take a long breath

the bright smell of fresh cut grass

fills my nose and heart

whoosh! as the ball soars

clink! as my ball hits the pin

nice shot! they tell me

the sweat on my palms

the short grass against my knee

as I read the break

a granola bar

to give me more energy

and minty lip balm...

(Already a year? Damn, time flies. Thanks everyone.)

A purple icon

As night closes in I read

Many creative words

I can basically

Smell the chaos from satire

And death from horror

I don’t hear noises

Besides the clicking letters

And my own breathing

I brush the words here

Imagining meeting you

Your words have saved me

A taste of a place

The far away unknown home

Safe haven for all....

Sand and some pebbles,

Mossy plants and large rough rocks,

Underneath my feet.

Salty water smell,

Bringing sweet memories,

With each slow inhale.

You Taste the water,

The salty familiar taste,

Coating your dry tounge.

Each bird sings a song,

The waves beat against the sand,

Children laugh and play.

The water deep blue,

The sand a calm hugh of Brown,

The Ocean awakes....