Thursday, April 4, 2013

Day 4: Hold that...


Hold that Question

Because…
My ears are drunk from the woody bass of your ideas
I’m gripped by the sound of your scent

My hands hear every smooth syllable leaving your heart
I’m entranced with the feel of your words

My palate feels your sweet soul
I’m in love with the taste of your touch

So…
I’m captivated

And…
I can’t tell you yet

-ASE

4 comments:

  1. I GOT IT! (I got it the 2nd time...) You're seeing sounds Pharrell! I like dis one Vicky...I think this is my favorite one of yours.

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  2. Yay! thanks. Glad you like it Im not the best with words but Im trying.

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    1. I think you do quite well with words. I missed it the first time cause I was rushing through it on my phone on my way to someplace I don't even remember...lol. Continue to pull from a genuine place when you write.

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  3. You used small phrases packed with huge imagery to tell yhe story of just one seemingly insignificant moment in time. This was superb!

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