Senseless

Chilling to the touch is ice,

Beautiful is the first snow of winter to the eye,

Invigorating is the scent of a field of fresh flowers,

Sweet is the taste of grapes picked from a vine,

Words can bring you to life as you hear them.

These are all natural,

Expected.

The presence of another,

All these senses should please.

Through a lover,

Loneliness should ease.

Though with,

Or without it is the same.

Feeling nothing,

Senseless.