What is a mind, but a perception
A universe collected by the senses
Touch
Sight
Sound
Taste
Smell
But also how you interpret the
Touch
Sight
Sound
Taste
Smell
My mind is a safe only open to those who
Touch
The correct combination.
I tend to
See
The glory in controversy
And the antipathy for flaccidness drives me to
Touch
Sight
Sound
Taste
Smell
More often, more deeply, and more carefully.
Tocar in Spanish means
To touch
To play music
As music is something to be held in
The ears.
To be touched
To be felt
Heard
A sound into
A thought
A thought into
A verse
A verse into
A song.
My mind is music; working in rhythms and patterns
It evolves
My mind is scattered as the tastebuds on a tongue
As complex
As describing
What
Taste
Is.
The scent of a cologne can
Destroy me.
The scent of a shirt can
Calm me.
One smell can
Distress
Another could
Depress.
My mind is a cloud
Shapeless
Gray
Cold.
It can make others
Happy
Upset
Angry
But it will always be
Objective.
It will only ever be
Itself.