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Senseless

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I can hear you breath soft and warm against my hair,
The quiet sigh left to linger in the thick air
A warm silence that envelopes us, holds against our skin
The lack of speaking, the silent conversations there within

I can feel your touch pressed against the back of my chest,
The steady rhythm that rises and falls with every breath,
And I can feel you right there, right here with me
The soft of your skin, the heat of your body

I can taste the air that surrounds you everyday,
A sweetened thickness that I have always craved
The taste that stains the tip of my tongue,
Flavoring my words with songs we've never sung

I can smell the delicate scent of your new perfume,
A mix of flowers just hanging in the room,
A hint of coffee left there on your breath,
The touch of rose water you dripped between your breasts,

Every part of me, every part of you,
My senses tell me what I never knew,
I can smell the soft warm scent of Irish Spring,
Mingled with a a little hint of lilac,
And every sense is telling me,
You're still coming back

I can smell the fabric softener in your clothes,
Memories trapped deep inside my nose,
It reminds me of the late night laundry mat,
Where you and I talked for hours as we sat,

And I heard your voice as it sang through my ears,
I knew that day I wanted to stay near,
And hear those words you whisper every time,
To feel your lips speaking next to mine,

And I feel your chest beating heavy against me,
Felt your muscles shaking uncontrollably,
Every nerve just completely set ablaze,
I can taste the sweetness from those days,

And I can taste the bitter sweetness now,
The aftertaste is killing me somehow,
Your lipstick's wax lingered on my lips,
Sleeping there like a corpse inside a crypt.

Every thought of me, every thought of you,
My senses remember it all being true,
I can taste the harsh bitterness of the perfume,
That you had dabbed on your sweet neck,
And every sense is telling me,
You're still coming back

My senses scream, they're shouting at me,
They're telling me I just can't let this be,
They know to well everything that is you,
They keep shouting at me, telling me, screaming what are you gonna do?

I open my eyes and look down at the note,
My vision tracing the last lines you wrote,
You said "I'll see you around, somehow we got off track,
It makes no sense, but I'm never coming back."

A little heart where you signed your name,
A scratched out love and we'll never be the same,
I don't want to see it, I want to close my eyes
I feel the sting and wish that I were blind

So I could hear your foot falls coming in the door,
Smell the gentle scent that isn't here no more,
Feel you holding me together as I crack,
Taste the hope that means your coming back,
Curse my eyes and the words they had to see,
Burning out every sense inside of me,
Now all I sense are letters wrote in black,
It makes no sense, you're never coming back.
I can never get descriptions right, especially when I love feedback and want to know what others think without injecting my own opinion. So.. enjoy. :)

Not part of, but inspired by ideas mentioned for this workshop: [link] "The Distorted Perception Workshop"
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naruhina25's avatar
Lovely, darling :)
The letter seems so...flippant? As if it doesn't matter. Now, is it that she killed herself, or just left?
And I absolutley adore the way you weave your words :)