Senses

SENSES

Were I to never
Feel the soft cool velvet of a rose petal
Thrill to the stirring of melodious notes
Be seared by the icy fire of a brilliant gemstone
Be inspired by an intellect awakening conversation
Savor the pungency of spices
As they flavor the mundane
With myriad sensations !

What then is this existence
But these senses telling me
I am alive !