Scentrifugal

Synesthesia of the Soul

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Green told me he hates you

July is the righthand corner 

I see Wednesday on the side 

One is not that lonely, but he won’t admit it 

(He likes to brag about his fame) 

The seasons are circles


Have you ever seen something so beautiful 

As colors dancing on the notes

My mind is the music

My thoughts can’t stop singing

Play me Bach and I see shades of green and yellow 

Whispering "hello"


Phosphorescent 

Iridescent 

Bioluminescent 

Fluorescent 

Effervescent

                ssssssssssss

Ah! Ah! 

The words are velvet on my tongue

Slinking ever so scentually

Can you scentse it?

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