Touch: To put your hand or another part of your body lightly onto and off something or someone:
Like the memory of his touch.
Light, but violent.
Fast, but slow in memory.
Taste: The flavour of something, or the ability of a person or animal to recognise different flavours:
Like I still remember the taste in my mouth.
Like swallowing sewage.
Or words, too afraid to leave.
Sight: The ability to see:
Like his mother walking through the door.
Him, moving quickly.
The sight of joy because we're getting on so well.
Hearing: Able to hear:
Like, I can still hear the words he said to me that day.
Like whispered gunshots.
Like unbroken promises.
Smell: To have a particular quality that others can notice with their noses:
Like the memory of that day follows me around like a bad smell.
And like most poisons
The smell is sweet
But the outcome is bitter.
- Author: G-Kaphen ( Offline)
- Published: May 6th, 2016 15:50
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 15
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