Senses

1 Comments

Tags:
  • Other

    Senses
    A phantom reflection mirrored upon misted hips, pupils dilated, sparkling topaz.
    A crystalized breath seeps upon the cusp of moisten lips, shallowed whisper, tasting delicious.
    An image projected magnified upon a distorted mind, polluted needs, deluded thoughts.
    A vibrating heart, feelings hallowed upon intensified sounds, echoes strings of emotion painfully ingrained.

    Poem Comments

    (1)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    connsk8 commented on Senses

    07-02-2009

    Definitely excellent descriptions of the senses, seems almost as if you are on drugs and are able to make your senses come alive for you...
    Reply to Comment

    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    AnouLo’s Poems (12)

    Title Comments Submitted
    Title Comments Submitted
    Winds of change 0 03/16/2009
    True Love 0 03/15/2009
    What I am 1 03/15/2009
    Tis 0 03/15/2009
    Senses 1 03/15/2009
    Torpid 1 03/15/2009
    Infatuated 0 03/15/2009
    Passion 0 03/15/2009
    Cycle 0 03/15/2009
    Icarus Dreams 0 03/15/2009
    In Time 0 03/15/2009
    Fallen 0 03/15/2009
    Top of Page