Is This World Only Yours , Not Mine?

Gone Scent

I miss your breath against the curve of my neck,
My cheeks sigh remembering your little pecks.
Clothes on me are drenched in your smell,
While my mind is soaked in my thoughts where you dwell.

I miss your skin against mine,
Your lips caress my lips, Oh! That feeling is so divine.
My body refuses to forget the marks you left on me,
And I can't help but smile when those hickeys I see.

I miss my ears on your chest listening to your rhythmic heartbeat,
And I tell you, your heart is the junction where our lifelines meet.
When your fingers touch my lips, chills run down my spine,
Followed by electricity when your lips proclaim mine.

I miss your eyes staring right into my soul,
I won't say you complete me but you make me whole.
I love it when you rake your fingers through my hair,
While in the name of love I gasp for air.