Tuesday, August 14, 2012

I Miss..


I miss the way the bright morning sun heats my skin
I miss the way the warm gentle breeze caress my face
I miss the smell of a freshly mowed lawn
I miss the smell of the salty sea water

I miss the way we banter
I miss the way you sing
I miss the time we talk seriously
I miss the time you laugh excessively

I miss the way you smile
I miss the way your skin touches mine
I miss the time we're together
I just wish that you were mine. 

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