Your skin would be braille
for my wandering fingertips,
your lips, elbows,
the nape of your neck
would tell me
the quivering story more
than the smile on your lips.
I would listen to sighs
every beat of your heart
as I rest on your chest
in our synchronous
breathing I would listen to light.
With cosmetics redundant
as your scent would entrap
me stronger than sight,
perfection of pheromones
never found in perfumes.
and at night I would guide
you through light-starving woods
without falling, on sensitive feet
I would lead you home
to the taste
of cardamom selves.
Rene Magritte
Today Melissa hosts dVerse poetics where our challenge is to write a poem where we imagine being without one of our sense. My choice was to imagine a life without sight and how other senses maybe would be enhanced,
February 10, 2026
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Ohh this is very romantic.💘
Glad it worked out
This is so sensual, Björn, and romantic. And oh, the final stanza!
Thank you… I enjoyed writing this one.
I could tell!
This is so sensous, the taste of sight throughout
Absolutely interesting image
much love
Without sight all the other senses had to compensate.
A sense-laden poem, Björn, especially well encapsulated in “cardamom selves.”
Cardamom is my favorite spice, especially the way we use it here in Sweden in sweet dishes.
This is tactile and delicious, Björn! You are quite the romantic!
Trying sometimes
What a loving and tender poem – capturing so many senses – Jae
My thought was to capture the other senses when sight is lacking.
Lots of great imagery and sensations, wonderful poem!
Thank you… I had fun writing it.
gorgeous. Cardamom. Love it.
Cardamom is the best
So sensual Björn love it and I appreciate you including this painting by Magritte, he’s one of my favourite artists 🙌
Surrealism is great in making a point
♥️
Lovely sparse rhythm and delicate touch, leading to a flourish of earthy, exotic aroma. V nice.
PS “you chest” your?
Thank you, and for sure I will correct
This is sensual and positively enthralling! That last stanza – sigh
Glad to be able to engage
A lovely and arousing poem.
It was a pleasure to write
What a romantic love poem. This is my favorite stanza.
I would listen to sighs
every beat of your heart
as I rest on you chest
in our synchronous
breathing I would listen to light.
I think the third line is missing a letter, your instead of you.
Keep on writing. I appreciate your poems.
Indeed… and that will be corrected… my mistake.
“I would guide you through light-starving woods..” Awesome line, sir.
In darkness, the blinds are the leaders.
Beautiful stuff Björn, very engaging. 🙂
Thank you
Bjorn, your poem is one of the most lovely declarations of love I’ve read …. Sighs from me, many of them. Also love the image you chose.
The image you chose was perfectly in sync with the romance of love. Gorgeous poem!
Deliciously sensual!
Thank you 🙂
My pleasure. 🙂