Missing You - Poem by Kimberly Hope
I miss you, I miss you so bad it's driving me mad.
I miss the way you'd wake me up in the mornings,
how you would gentle rub my back as you said my name.
And as I wake, before I was even completely alert,
you'd give me a kiss; be it on my cheeks or on my lips.
I miss the way you'd constantly peek on me in the shower
'just to make sure I was okay'
but in reality it was only to see my luscious naked body.
I miss the way you constantly complimented me
on my gorgeous body
and kissed me from my lips unto a tease.
Missing the way I loved the way you took care of me
and watched out for me as if I was a precious jewel,
Your True Queen.
But I think what I truly miss the most
is the way you held me at night,
as if the world was about to end
and you wanted nothing more
but for me to know and feel how much you loved me,
just the way you showed me in your 'special hugs' for me.
A true it was, or was it even love, I wonder?
Guess nobody will ever know...
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