i miss your blush
avoiding awkward silence
missing each other by miles
following each other into the night
i miss your fingertips
digging into the soft of my back
breath warm against my burning cheeks
a morning stretch and silent yawn
i miss two sugars
in your afternoon tea
watching day time telly
feeling infinite together and free
YOU ARE READING
tbh. {to be honest}
Poetry{to be honest} or at least a try Non-Fiction #15 Poetry #40 09/12/2013