I remember your touch warm as fire.
I can remember your voice soft and calm.
I can remember my love for you strong as I can be.
I remember the places you would tell me about. As far as the minds eye would let me see.
I remember crying out for help, and seeing you.
But it's only memories, a time lost only in my mind.
I try to give that warm touch to others like you did for me.
I speak with a voice quiet and sweet.
I show people that it's okay to love still.
I tell the people of places I have never truly seen with my eyes,
but instead with me heart.
I listen to those who cry out for help and being there for them to see.
I do this to be closer to thee.
It started out with there being two and know there is only one.
I can't say it to your face beacause you are to far gone.
But I will whisper it to the wind in hopes that it will reach you.
"I still miss you."
YOU ARE READING
Collection of different poems
PoesieSome are older than others and granted there is no set mood for all of them. I would appreciate it if you would tell me if you liked it or if I should stop writing much appreciated