What I Miss The Most

I miss his hands running over my body

Finding cracks he’d love to fill.

I miss his face up close to mine

Kissing lips that hunger for him.


His eyes sparkle with the magic of the universe

A smile that lights up my world.

His passion I miss every night

While clinging to a memory I’ll never forget.


What I miss the most is his tender heart

Wanting to give me the sun and the moon.

Everything he has within him

I love, with everything I have in me.



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