Gifted
by The Walrus
Posted: Wednesday, May 26, 2004 Word Count: 49 |
Their scent imbues the air with jasmine
their flavour fuses –
salt of appetite with syrup of life,
their texture touches cheek with smoothest peach,
their haunting melody quivers its essence
through man and woman alike.
Time is blindfolded as I bathe
in the warm water of your words.
their flavour fuses –
salt of appetite with syrup of life,
their texture touches cheek with smoothest peach,
their haunting melody quivers its essence
through man and woman alike.
Time is blindfolded as I bathe
in the warm water of your words.