Missing now
The way you kissed the soul
How unexpectedley you broke the mold
Missing now the sound of pen strokes
Crumpled sheets
And creases
As the page turns
My absence from you drives me crazy
He moves me
But you inspire
Can not recall all the countless hours
The support
For all the tears that stained
Have you really gained
Not I
Still get butterflies
Eye smiles
Curled toes
The passion unfolds
As the pages divide
Wanting more now
Clean sheets
Soft skin
The sound it makes when they meet
Purity
You long to meet me there
In between the....
Destined for....
That's it
Happiness
Is there a connection between your last poem and this one?? I hope so...
ReplyDeleteI dont think so! LMAO... I was kind of like my I miss writing poem!
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