The Symphony of Senses

Five senses, a gift so rare,

The essence of life we all share,

A symphony of taste, touch, and sound,

Sight and smell, so profound.

Sight, a marvel so divine,

Colors and light that forever shine,

From the vibrant red of a rose,

To the tranquility a sunset bestows.

The smell of spring's fresh bloom,

And the scent of winter's groom,

The aroma of food that awakens the soul,

Or the perfume that makes us feel whole.

Taste buds dance with every bite,

A burst of flavor that's just right,

From sweet to sour, bitter to umami,

A journey of taste that's never tawdry.

The sound of laughter, so merry,

A child's giggle or a lover's sweet berry,

The whispers of secrets, so clandestine,

Or the roar of waves, so pristine.

Touch, a sensation that's so divine,

A warm embrace, or a gentle line,

A feather's tickle, or a lover's kiss,

A mother's caress, so pure and bliss.

The five senses, an orchestra so fine,

A tapestry of life that's intertwined,

A symphony that's so divine,

A gift that makes us feel alive.