While you were gone
When life takes your time and only silence responds to my thoughts, then I think of you. Thoughts of your laugh and smile, your beautiful eyes looking at me, all fill my mind. I miss your presence when you're not here.
When chaos enters my life and a hectic pace keeps me from you, I still think of you. Mental images of you fill my imagination, long legs that curve in such a delightful way, bare neck and shoulders that promise so much of the unseen beauty that you exhibit. How I miss you when I not there with you.
When the storms of life assail you, wind and rain or stress and grief, and you are out of touch for a while I always think of you. I think of holding you so close and tight, sharing the simple joys of kiss and touch. Offering you the comfort of my heartbeat and finding strength in sharing yours. I miss you more each hour that you're away.
When chaos enters my life and a hectic pace keeps me from you, I still think of you. Mental images of you fill my imagination, long legs that curve in such a delightful way, bare neck and shoulders that promise so much of the unseen beauty that you exhibit. How I miss you when I not there with you.
When the storms of life assail you, wind and rain or stress and grief, and you are out of touch for a while I always think of you. I think of holding you so close and tight, sharing the simple joys of kiss and touch. Offering you the comfort of my heartbeat and finding strength in sharing yours. I miss you more each hour that you're away.
61-69, M
