(More Than) Five Senses

 

Touch me.

Let me feel your fingertips

Run along my skin,

As if they were trying

To explore the ins and outs

Off the topography map

My body has turned out to be,

Just for you

To delve into

This sea of pleasure.

Taste me.

Let me feel your lips

And the tip of your tongue

Relishing me,

Taking delight

From the potion

You savour in my mouth,

And that inebriates

And confuses your senses,

Making you lose control

Of your own will.

Smell me.

Feel the scent

Of my bare skin,

My hair

And all those secret places

You know so well

And keep them printed

In your mind,

So you will never forget  

You’re familiarly

Home in my body.

Talk to me.

Let me hear your voice,

Like the sweet sound

Of thunder

In the distance,

As you whisper in my ears

How much you like being here,

Fully

And with me.

Look at me.

See how I really am

Beyond the masks

We have to wear

In the everyday

Life.

Look into my eyes,

See yourself

Reflected in there

And read me:

It’s so much easier

Now you know I belong

Right there

In the depths of you.

Hug me.

Let me feel your arms

And your legs

All around my body.

Shelter me

In your chest,

Holding me close

And tight,

As if you were trying

To make me be

A part of yourself,

As if you never wanted me

To go free

From your everlasting

And protective embrace.

Feel me…

Completely.

I’m so much more

Than just five senses,

That fit into ordinary

Normality.

Trust my heart

And believe my emotions

Are pure and genuine.

There’s nothing more intense,

Decisive,

Or powerful,

Than what I,

Now,

Feel for you.