I've never met you
yet I miss you,
miss the feel, the touch
the sense of you;
your gentle fingers
on my cheek,
strong hands to guide
me through the dance,
a subtle smile that says
I see you,
in your eyes, on lips
that whisper
sweet forevers in my ear
and I need you, soft
against my throat
I miss the sound
of laughter, night time snuffle
as you sleep, an arm across
my waist a safety net against
the dark, replacing night lights,
I've never met you
yet I miss you
miss the wit, the fire
the sense of you;
the you that may be part
of my tomorrows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I certainly hope so for your sake MC! I know how exactly you feel about this distant lover....they are our safety net for sure and I think we as humans have evolved somewhat since the advent of the net...to enable us to feel their presence....great job, smiling at you, Tai, still in waiting but not holding her breath anymore....blue doesn't suit! lol