7 senses.

7 senses

Beauty is short-lived.

Class shallow.

Intellect deceiving.

Emotions unpredictable….

Passion lasts forever.

 

You give me passion without pain,

without the guilt,

with words.

The sixth sense.

Silence the seventh.

You touch my heart with your words,

my hand with your lips,

and make me yours with your eyes.

 

What about your eyes draws me in so, to the point that I shut mine?

What if I told you that it only took two arms and one night to say what my ears needed to hear?

Without touching me, you make me yours.

Continue speaking my inner language. Half spoken, half unspoken.

 

DNB