Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Make Sense of My Face

My five senses have time and place

In a location I know well,

Which just happens to be my face.

In dif'rent spots these senses dwell.

My tongue gives me my sense of taste,

And sense of sight from my eyes shows.

Sense of hearing my ears are graced,

And sense of smell comes from my nose.

My hands do most of sense of touch,

But part of my face they are not,

Even though they touch my face much.

One part of my face touches lot.

The sense of touch, my cheeks have this,

Could be a slap, could be a kiss.