Carabella ...


Miss You

I miss that place on the side of your neck,
So smooth, soft, without lines, like a child,
Accepting my kisses there with tickling beard,
Tucked into my ear and whispering there.

I miss your eyes that drank me in
With more love than I'd ever felt
Brown, limpid and liquid, beautiful
With a depth only I knew.

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