What I Miss About You The Most. - Poem by Noorie Ali
I miss those odd things about you
All those odd things you do.
That seems to have me hung up on you.
I miss those unusual fun moments
When I happen to tease you and you take that happening way too seriously
I tamper with jokes only to catch you out.
For I know with no doubt you will tease me back.
You begin to whine about the short time’s I spend with you.
Interrupted by your silence I can tell you “miss me.
I bring love to you but secretly, bringing a smile to your lips for me.
I miss those times too” when were apart, repeating those texts those chained voices in my head
I search for a moment surreal with you. As I speak to you without a sound.
I think of you continuously missing you even more, as were miles away you blow the sweet breeze to my heart that skip’s many beats for you often in the dark
I miss your smell, I miss feeling your cold hands when they touch my bare body.
I miss your hold, the uncontrolled desires we share.
I miss the soothing harmonium that you play with your vocals.
I miss you instrumental shots
I miss your surrounding.
I miss you, I miss each pigment of you touch as a whole.
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