Is that a snow capped mountain I see resonating gently in the key of D?
Are those the holographs of sound the dolphins send
when they need to contact their beloved friends?
Ahhh...the visual sensation from the scent of a rose
causes my ears to start listening to my nose
and the taste of the smell that I see in your aura glows brilliant gold
like the sound of rushing water
The peach smelling sight of your purple sounding cry
feels like the taste of the sun in the twilight sky.
The soft pink aroma that accompanies your kiss
is the sound of the sign that reads 'THIS WAY TO BLISS'.
We've reached eidetic heaven. The union of the senses
where your taste buds start feeling smells and your ears grow lenses.
Your nose can now recognize the color of the feeling
of the multi colored noise that synesthesia is revealing.
I think you saw what I said.
I'm sure those pathways crossed over in your head.
You tasted my words and you felt what you heard.
Didn't we smell the shape of those trees and taste the color of the breeze?
When we saw the feeling of the sound of peace,
we knew that from our senses we'd be released.
This collision of sensation,
this liberation from the condemnation
of the imperfection of human perception
is a natural process of correction.
The evolutionary introduction of a new dimension.
