I miss your smiling face
I miss your warm embrace
I miss your kiss in the morning
I miss sharing a new day dawning
I miss your hand so soft in mine
I miss feeling it all the time
I miss the love we used to make
I miss it most because it wasn't fake
I miss laying in bed talking with you
I miss all the things we used to do
I miss holding you in the night
I miss the way it always felt so right
I miss having breakfast together
I miss that look that the bad feel better
I miss you dropping me off at the train
I miss loves mysterious games
I miss all the things we used to do
But most of all
I miss you
4-13-20/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Warm charming face with smile is missing. This is so sad. Having breakfast together is also missed. This poem is amazingly penned about lost love.