Beauty of mind
only I know of
Beauty of what I can see
a delicate pink rose
in mid-bloom
Beauty of what I can smell
The fragrance of that rose in
just the right scent
Beauty of what I can touch
The softness of the petals in my skin
like the finest silk
Beauty of what I can taste
the finest wine
that is pleasing to my eyes
as well as the pallet
Beauty of what I can hear
the music from a violin
hypnotizing me, bringing out
the beauty and passion
that lie within my soul
©mylcebon
M