I Miss You Poem by Mbusya Wa Mbusya

I hear your voice chatting me,
But that's deep in my mind,
Indiscernible words coming,
And I reach to converse,
But that's gone a world,
I miss you.

Fleeting images cross my eyes,
A curvy girly silhouette posing by,
Chiffon dress hugging the form,
And I reach for surprise touch,
But that's a gone a world,
I miss you.

I feel finger massaging my nape,
Tender, soft skilled careful touches,
Something long practiced to amuse,
And I close my eyes to enjoy,
But that's a gone a world,
I miss you

I miss you from depth of my heart
I miss you to the point of tears
I miss you till I'm sick
I miss you till I'm weak
Girl I'm missing you