It rings in my ears
the sound of your taste.

And the smell of your touch,
lingers on my eyes.

Your senses won't leave,
they're engrained in my brain.

Forever you've marked me,
a permanent branding.

Yet, with you gone,
I taste with my tongue.

I hear with my ears,
and I feel with my skin.

But I'd much rather
sense your love in my bones.