by modoldfashShawnee, Kansas, USA
Nov 2012 286 Views 2 comments
Missing You
It happened, again . . .
This morning,
The rain woke me.
You didn’t.
But then . . . how could you?
I never see your face
Lying on the pillow next to me.
I only imagine it.
And with it . . .
The soft, warm kiss . . .
Being held close to you,
And loved by you.
I dream you and daydream you.
But . . .
It’s raining harder, now.
I’m wide awake,
And to use your own words . . .
I miss the heck out of you.
This morning,
The rain woke me.
You didn’t.
But then . . . how could you?
I never see your face
Lying on the pillow next to me.
I only imagine it.
And with it . . .
The soft, warm kiss . . .
Being held close to you,
And loved by you.
I dream you and daydream you.
But . . .
It’s raining harder, now.
I’m wide awake,
And to use your own words . . .
I miss the heck out of you.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
Never leave anything unsaid. When you love someone, say it. When you miss someone, say it. Life is fragile, love is fragile. No one lives forever. In the blink of an eye, one's life can end and anything left unsaid remains in silence, thereafter.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (2)
This is a gripping poem ...thanks