Tapping into the Senses

Blindfolded, my hands move a steed,

I type with ease & great speed,

Words appear without a glitch,

Lightning-fast without a hitch.

Tapping keys on a silent night,

Fingers ballet for pure delight,

Each stroke a step, each word a note,

A symphony of sound they wrote.

The blindfold is like a canvas blank,

A void my imagination will quickly spank,

My fingers dance across the keys,

Bringing to life my fantasies.

The words flow like a river’s stream,

A symphony of thought and dream,

Each sentence building, rising high,

A crescendo that can touch the sky.

With each tap, I feel a rush,

A thrill that I can never hush,

For in this world of endless space,

I can express my soul’s true face.

With each keystroke, passion grows,

A story unfolds, line by line it flows,

The rhythm builds like a beating heart,

As the tale reaches its thrilling part.

The words dance across the page,

A symphony of love and rage,

As the climax approaches, the pace quickens,

Fingers move with a fervor that thickens.,

And as the story reaches its peak,

The words flow fast, the rhythm sleek,

The keyboard clicks with a fervent pace,

As passions rise and hearts embrace.

But what of the senses I miss,

That I can't touch, taste, smell, or kiss,

The world beyond my fingertips,

A mystery that my mind must eclipse.

I imagine the scent of a rose,

As I type out a love story that flows,

The aroma fills my mind with delight,

As I craft a tale that feels just right.

I long to taste a gourmet dish,

As I pen a food critic's lavish wish,

The flavors dance within my head,

As I craft a review with words well-fed.

I yearn to hear a bird's sweet song,

As I write about a forest, so long,

The melody fills my heart with glee,

As I paint a picture that's vivid to see.

I crave to feel the wind in my hair,

As I describe a beach that's beyond compare,

The sand between my toes, the salt in the air,

As I write about a scene that's oh so rare.

Finally, the moment arrives,

The end is in sight, the story survives,

The keyboard falls silent, the task complete,

A masterpiece was written, oh so sweet.