When you deprart.
A gaping hole lies open and apart.
Calls on the phone and text.
Never replace the feeling of your lips. or your psssionate embrace.
Looking in your eyes.
The feelings the same.
Heads turned, lips locked.
I wander home to see you.
Lying awake to mee me.
Time roll past..
Slow lovemaking.
I'll take my time with you.
The only one with that passionate hue.
Lyine here beside you.
Only reminds me wy I love you.
I SIddiqi 3.2.09
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