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I miss the curve of your chest on my back.
The individual vertebra miss the bones of your ribcage
the way a child misses it's blankey.
My back misses the rise and fall of your breath.
I miss the smell of your neck in my nose.
The smell of Axe swirling into my brain,
giving it the illusion of intoxication.
My nose misses the high.
I miss the warmth of your skin against mine.
The pores miss the smell of your sweet flesh
seeping into them, mingling with my own.
My nerves miss your touch.
I miss the slight smirk that occasionally plays on your mouth.
The way your eyes glint, calls the corners of my own lips
to rise.
My lips miss meeting yours.
I miss holding your hand.
The way my small one fits into your palm perfectly,
radiating heat and comfort in just that little connection.
My hands miss the creases in your palms.
I miss waking up to your drowsy face.
The way your arm is over my hip,
bodies locked together, sharing the heat.
I miss you.
The individual vertebra miss the bones of your ribcage
the way a child misses it's blankey.
My back misses the rise and fall of your breath.
I miss the smell of your neck in my nose.
The smell of Axe swirling into my brain,
giving it the illusion of intoxication.
My nose misses the high.
I miss the warmth of your skin against mine.
The pores miss the smell of your sweet flesh
seeping into them, mingling with my own.
My nerves miss your touch.
I miss the slight smirk that occasionally plays on your mouth.
The way your eyes glint, calls the corners of my own lips
to rise.
My lips miss meeting yours.
I miss holding your hand.
The way my small one fits into your palm perfectly,
radiating heat and comfort in just that little connection.
My hands miss the creases in your palms.
I miss waking up to your drowsy face.
The way your arm is over my hip,
bodies locked together, sharing the heat.
I miss you.
Literature
You Are
I am the moon,
And you are the sun,
I pale in comparison to you.
I am a student,
And you are a professor.
I cant keep up with you.
I am a snowflake,
And you are a blizzard,
I will never be like you.
I am a tree,
And you are a fire,
You can destroy me easily.
I am a star,
And you are the universe.
You are simply my everything.
Literature
Homesick (If I Could).
If I could see you
one last time
I'd spend it smiling
because laying in your presence
was a paradise
unparalleled;
one I'm not sure
I knew just how to appreciate
until I lost sight
of its shore.
And if I could kiss you
one last time
it would be with a passion
that would surprise us both
and I'd pull you
close as I could
and I'd let you run your hands
over the curves of my body
without wincing
and you'd know
you were wanted
and so would I.
If I could make love to you
one last time
it would be with
a daring side and a confidence I never had
to show you everything
with the lights on
and the covers off
and a readiness
to take on all of y
Literature
You are my World
I love you forever
I love you always
I love you with all my life
I love you with all my heart
I love your gorgeous eyes
and the stunning smile
I love how you act
I love everything about you
I love you for who you are
I love you with all my heart
I love you no matter what
you are always on my mind
I love you with every part of me
I love you just the way you are
I love everything about you
I love how you treat me
I love you always
I love you forever
but most importantly
You are my world
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meh, this took me quite a while to come up with. to be honest, I don't know where it came from either but enjoy!
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When someone's gone, no matter for what reasons, part of you will miss them in the absence of their presence. From simple touches and looks to conversations had, it's something that you can't just shake off; not if it really meant something. I feel that you captured that perfectly, great job.