Eyes Endure The Sights And Views

Eyes endure the sights and views,

Shores, vistas, skies and mounts.

The nose bouquets the saccharine perfumes,

Palate savours the sweetest zest,

Tastes the sour, tang, and tart.

Fingers dance, caress, and tact the world,

Whilst ears collect the echo.

But hither, under-rib,

That is where, divine and sound,

Beat the truly wild heart.

Rhythms sway body and ambiance which,

Only sotto voce whispers tame.

Feels and has feelings sublime and undefinable,

Worn temperate on the sleeve,

And such is thus we'll never eschew.

Reviews

[Rhys Kihill]

Brilliant. You my friend, are brilliant. How you perceive the world around, you, and what you feel, is beautiful, and I wish everyone saw the world like you. Keep it up.

[Open Your Mind Before Y..]

Love the rhythm and flow in this, the word usage is very colorful. Very professional and well done.

[Shaquana Adams]

Only sotto voce whispers tame.
Feels and has feelings sublime and undefinable

Beautiful flow. Very nicely written! ^-^
-QuanaWana

[KlineXcreed]

I like the rhythm this poem has to it, it flows well, very consistent and slides off the tongue well.

[A. Amos]

This is one of your finest I have read so far...good job