Song Of Senses Poem by Gio Masserati

My songs are full of senses
They fill and wash over me
I call them my "Song of Senses"
To speak of love....freely

So if by chance I flounder
And sometimes go astray
Secrets penned down under
Guilty! As they say

But then I realize
Why's it okay
For Song of Solomon to write
And not okay for me?

I know that's old testament
And the new I try to cleave
But I'm here in fleshly body
As I live and as I breathe

So I'll sing my Songs of Senses
Trust in who I am
I've been made in Your image
For the likeness of Woman