Come one, come all, come to the show!
Come hear the blaze of lightning
And feel the loving caress of moonbeams.
Smell the taste of green apple pie,
Then hear the glories of Autumn’s colors.
Then touch the sunrise, caress a sunset.
Watch the soul when an operatic diva
Lifts it as high as a C: with Aida.
Come taste the perfume of a rose.
Smell that marvelous eclectic tingle
Of the windstorm through distant trees.
Feel the quiver of a tenor’s noise
And breathe in the beauty of your dreams.
Best of all, you can, if you try
See, taste, smell, feel and hear
The most innate glory of human loves.
#senses
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