Where sights and sounds, touch, taste, and smell embark.
First sense, the sight, a visual delight,
Colors dance, as the world comes into light.
The sound of music, a melody so sweet,
Whispering secrets, to move my heart's beat,
Birdsong at dawn, a symphony so clear,
Nature's orchestra, echoing in my ear.
Touch, a gentle caress, a soothing embrace,
Soft as a feather, its traces I embrace,
The warmth of the sun, on my skin it plays,
A kiss of summer, on a glorious day.
Taste buds awakened, a culinary affair,
Flavors explode, a delight beyond compare.
Savory dishes, a chef's masterpiece,
Indulging in taste, an unending bliss.
Smell, the last sense, a scent that tells,
Memories evoked, stories that it spells.
Freshly baked bread, wafting through the air,
Aromas that linger, forever there.
Each sense unique, a tapestry of sensations,
Weaving a world, beyond imaginations,
In this symphony of senses, I find my delight,
A symphony that plays ever so bright.