The Senses Of Us.

I love a world,
Just like yours.
I feel…
Feel I'm wise,
Which I must not do.

I look upon you,
Thinking I'm full.
With daily moves
I see..
See the world.

Different from yours,
Colors of enlightenment,
Colors of the night,
The beauty of nothing.

I touch...
I touch your emotions.
As it comes unleashed,
Touching my feelings,
Creating everlasting waves

I hear...
hear the sound of your love.
It comes fast as misunderstanding,
Changing the views of a non lover.

I smell...
Smell the ways of your keeping.
The aura of you, is hidden.
The greatness of you stays.
You are art,
With your changing lies.

Holding me, so dearly
With my unusual tohweh. (Did not know what word you want here)
Our life live together,
In shadows, regrets.

Living, from weak moments,
For days, never to come,
For things, never to change.
I'm fully more him.

Wanting to be him,
My life speculates.
For a thrusting change,
I relax if it stays.

Since it is never a dream,
 I feel it is where I am.
I might be your feelings,
You might not know.

Experiencing an outer life,
Different from yours.
But you hold,
The senses of us.