Log Cabin Chronicles

Feelings

PAUL FRANKLIN EASTMAN

Seeing without feeling…
Could be a camera.

Hearing without feeling…
That's a recorder.

Touching without feeling…
Could be a probe.

Tasting without feeling…
Maybe a disposal.

Smelling without feeling…
Perhaps a sensor.

But, loving without feeling…
That's an impossibility.


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