![]() Word and the Five SensesA Poem by Twilight Dancer![]() Word = Thought = Stimulation![]() Sight, Sound, Taste, Smell, Touch Blue skies. Clap of thunder. Peaches sweet and juicy. Skin glistening with sweat. Lips soft, sensual, and full Beneath the blue skies we lay; In the distance is the clap of thunder. We continue to feed each other the peaches, sweet and juicy. Our skin glistens with sweat from the mounting passion, Your lips – soft, sensual, and full – touch my lips. We unite in a fusion of sight, sound, taste, smell, and touch. And new words, thoughts, and stimulation are born, Bringing forth a kaleidoscope of colors. TD 7.03.2007
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20 Reviews Added on February 17, 2008 Author![]() Twilight DancerNCAboutI am the Twilight Dancer & also A Traditional Southern Woman .... I'm very sick and in need of prayers. I am living, yet many pieces of me have died. Judge me not for who you perceive today; Welcom.. more..Writing
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