How would life feel <br />If not for you? <br />Such glorious bubbles of inspiration <br />They bounce and burst in my mind, <br />Pouring sentiment and reason into all I write. <br />With out you there is only air, <br />Enough to keep me alive, <br />But not living. <br />There would still be light, <br />But not to guide, <br />Nothing to show me where to go, <br />Or how to be me. <br />Without you I may as well be blinded. <br />My heart would still beat, <br />But no longer with the rhythm of passion, <br />The loss of intensity, <br />I become no more then a breathing apparatus. <br />Watch the clock stop. <br />Hours, minutes, days. <br />No longer with meaning when I am not waiting. <br />And how I would miss the waiting, <br />Waiting to see you on the other side of the door. <br />Life without would not be life at all. <br />No need for five senses, <br />Without you to touch, <br />No more hands through hair, <br />Soft voice to hear, <br />No more sweet scent to smell, <br />Or lips to taste. <br />No more eyes to gaze upon, <br />Without you, <br />Every thing is gone.<br /><br />Phillip Knight<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/senses-fade/
