feast of senses

Its in the news and on the net
You’re the best a man can get,
Apart from looks and a sweet face
Your inside shows much more a grace,
If I keep staring all day long
For my eyes the sweetest song,
All my senses get confused
All together got infused,
I don’t know which I’m to use
Sight or touch or taste of brews,
In the end I will resort
since all of them have distort,
to use them all at the same time
to write you this my daily rhyme