What do I see?
I see a hibiscus tree,
with beautiful pink flowers in bloom.
What do I hear?
I hear the sound of your voice,
like a slight rustle between the trees.
What do I smell?
I smell the scent of your body,
like the soft aroma of white Lilacs in a field.
What do I touch?
I touch your soft skin,
like delicate cotton puffs.
What do I taste?
I can taste a cup of coffee,
as I write this words thinking of you.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
Offline) - Published: July 16th, 2016 13:35
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem for my wife.
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Comments4
WELCOME RR ~ Thanks for a very elegantly written love poem. And what of the subject? ~ recollection. Every sense is invoked ~ Sight - pink hibiscus ~ Sound - rustle of leaves ~ Scent - field lilac ~ Sensuality - puffs of cotton ~ Savour - coffee. All these senses aroused by a single thought ! Perfect poem ~ thanks for sharing ~ BRIAN
Beautiful 💐💐💐
Very moving. Also relatable. Nice choice in words that give lots of detail.
Beautiful write
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