Senses

The lakes, I see your eyes.
Calm and deep, mesmerizes.

The wind, I hear your whisper,
Soft and Mellow, heart lifter.

The flowers, I smell your fragrance,
Intoxicating my innocence.

Honey wine, I taste your kissing,
Sweet and fiery, breath taking.

The night breeze, I touch you,
Desire and longing, our sweet adieu.

- Senses, by Yanzer Lee