Don't You Miss Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

I miss those moments
stolen stealthily by
our minds spurred by
rampant yearning for
fleeting togetherness.
Don't you miss them?
Now that moments
conspire to deny us
what's due, those glimpses,
those gestures, those
levitating glances.
Don't you miss them.
Now that you are here
but still not here,
I can't bear to miss those
beauteous beats of
your melodious footsteps.
Don't you miss
those yearning eyes of
mine gorging without urge
on those eyes that
tell tales galore that
better fables of the most
liberating kind.
Don't you miss my
presence, my presence
shorn of all addendums.
I do miss, miss you of yore,
Don't you miss me of yore?