From all the smoked cigarettes on those peaceful highways
From your softening embrace to your surprising turn-ons
From those soft tender kisses and your romantic ruminations
From your thrilling demands and enchanting presences
I miss those flowing hair my fingers rambled softly,
the kiss that stays like a blessing on my forehead
I miss you in your deemed presence,
I miss your the spring in this bloom
I miss you, in all the thing we did and the things we dreamed about
A beautiful memoir- My Heart now has you at its deepest core,
where I visit those pages we turned.
Those pages that are not only words but bring out you from me,
making me realize you still run into me.
– Your’s Truly