
Missing Presence
I miss my love in the early mornings
when the sun is low and the bed is cold
Soft skin burning
Sleep enduring
I miss my lover
My one true one
I miss my love when I see couples
Sweetest smiles; limbs interlocked
Their hands securing
Reassuring
I miss my lover
My one true one
I miss my love when they rant and ramble
It's the little things I long to hear
Soft words luring
My lust for learning
I miss my lover
My one true one
I miss my love when the sun starts setting
Alone to watch that golden glow
The night maturing
Light alluring
I miss my lover
My one true one
I miss my love at all possible moments
An incessant want to be by their side
A constant yearning
Endearment stirring
I miss my lover
My one true one
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