By Randy1
Submitted by Randy1
Date: 2001 Oct 29
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Sixth Sense.

I see your skin,
through black lace.
I see true love,
there in your face.

I feel your hand,
upon my chest.
I feel your love,
above all the rest.

I smell your perfume,
as we entwine.
I smell love in he air,
it is heady like wine.

I taste your kisses,
on the end of my tongue.
I taste lust in the air,
for thick in the air it is hung.

I hear you say,"I love so."
These words you speak so clear.
I hear it in the sounds you make,
when love's release is near.