"Make Sense"

I see you in colours

and those colours have scents.

See, you're in the music

and I hear bliss on your lips.

I long to taste the rhythm

of the magic living there.

I feel you on my skin;

in the softness of the air.

My senses seem to multiply

whenever you are near.

My deepest love, won't you let me show you

how good it is to feel.

n.f