"There were times that you whispered in my ear.
Telling me how you loved me,
and me thanking God for allowing me to hear.
Your whispers followed with a soft kiss,
always thinking how special of a gift.
touching my lips,
i dared not to resist.
We then parted, and stared with your fragrance filling the air.
All becoming a part of me, and the taste of you everywhere.
Now being left alone, but with the above that i write.
To have "Heard" you, "Touch" you, "Smell," and "Taste" you,
Are the "SENSES" that i could never live without."