I miss your touch,(even the slightest brush)
your arms around me when we hug,
our picture perfect love,
when your not with me.
I miss the "I love you"s
and your heartbeat in my ears,
your beautiful, braced, smile,
when your not with me.
I miss the feel of your t-shirt,
your hand in mine.
I miss the way you look at me,
the way we walk so close,
when your not with me.
I miss your soft lips on mine,
your fingers on my hair,
your brown eyes locked on my blue ones,
and I miss your voice,
when your not with me.
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Wild ride- A poem anthology
PoetryLife is a wild ride, this is a collection of poem written by yours truly. I hope you like them, I pour my feelings into every one of these. I have a LOT of them.
