Sunday 20 April 2014

Synesthesia

I shall remember the taste of your quickening heartbeat,
The texture of your voice,
Because in you I see the sweet smell of a Jazz piece.
Making me feel all the colours
And hear the flavour of your skin.
"Please don't go
I'll eat you whole
I love you so, I love you so, I love you so"
Sensations intertwine,
Because in you I hear the comforting feel of a long time.
Clarity at last in a fool's mind
Sounds, aromas, colours, textures, flavours:
You capture my whole consciousness.
Because in you, I'm a synesthete.

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