I miss the way your lips taste
I miss your lovely embrace
I miss the way you hold me
And the way you tell me how much you love me
I miss the way you touch me while you made love to me
I miss the shadows on the wall
And how you picked me up when I fall
You are the only thing I think about
I get so sad I want to pout
But the only thing that brings a smile to my face
Its the way you make my heart race
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So romantic GREAT poem well written