Perverted Senses

Write and read the story, I know how to feel

You eat with your eyes

Taste with your ears

Bleeding your cries

Eating your lies

Hurts we say as truths

Dumbfounded hope

Whether you or the story of you

The mask that you wear

Your iridescent essence

There is a love that my heart has for you

A whole world

Dream, nightmares, wishes, hopes, stories, fables, a memory covered by projected unfulfilled desires

How do we live feeding our desires and still go to bed starved

Only smelling never tasting (less it be your ears)

Savoring aroma over substance