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Senses

Eyes are for girls on the street
Strolling in late spring
Scent's for the trace of perfume
On moonlit bare skin
Ears are for tuning old strings
Before serenades
Touch is for shoulders brushing
On first movie dates
Taste is for ice-cream scoop licks
Because of course that it is!

Legs are for walking slowly
Except when you’ve got to run
Lips are for kissing loved ones
Except when sealed with sin
Hands are for holding on tight
Even when they're trembling
Hairs are for waving in winds
Even when graying and thin

Your face is for catching sunlight
When you’re breathing in..

- vktr

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