Calisthenic 1, Week 5

Synesthesia exercise [revised since Tuesday's post]:

1.  I taste each rose of the dozen--a delicious aroma that departs from the garden and dies within me.
2.  Our relationship tasted bitter from the very beginning.
3.  I can see the wolf's howl as it caresses the soft underside of the moon.
4.  I watched as she packed every ounce of comfort into her suitcase, and I could hear the anger on her face as it rang aloud.
5.  You could smell the heartbreak on his breath.
6.  I moved my hand along the mist of disappointment to smooth out the edges.