Oh, how I miss you.

It’s been a while and I’ve been too exhausted to share. For now all I have for you is a poem and I doubt that it will be the last.

How I miss you

How I miss it.
To turn in at night
lay in the arms of another.
To be held
and kissed.
To allow my fingers play
as I slowly fall asleep.
Waking up
facing your beauty.
To smile
just at the thought
of you.
Having someone
reach for me.
To feel that flutter
at a look or smile.
To long and sigh
To know
that fleeting joy
Oh how I miss
to be in love.

All my sincere love / Ann