I miss your soft gentle lips
Pressed up against mine.
And the way we rub our fingertips.
Our love...I can't even define.
I think of you nonstop.
Which makes me miss you more.
But, the thought I can not drop.
Cause the memories I adore.
Next time we see each other,
I know joy will be in both you and me.
I'll give you a hug, and yet another.
We will say we love each other, and neither will disagree.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sounds like my boyfriend except he doesn't really hug me lol sweet poem I liked it alot. Lylyanna