I Miss You Poem by Lucius Furius

I Miss You



I miss you.
Here at the foot of Mount Royal
(really only a hill) ,
which I climbed this morning,
I miss you.

I ask what's real.
In this clamour of work,
of French and English...
It's your touch that's real,
your eyes looking-at-me-with-love,
your lips.

Here in Montreal,
at the foot of Mount Royal,
I miss you.

Saturday, May 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,love
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This poem is one of the Humanist Art Homepage, Scraps of Faith poems.
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