do I miss her laughing voice
yes
my heart cries out
straining to hear her call in the silence

do I miss the rose petal scent of her softness
yes
each breath aching to know her once more

do I miss the way she tossed her hair
her playful smile that said
I’m beautiful

do I miss her reaching out
to take my hand
to dance with me
in blissful oneness

yes

with every heartbeat
but mostly

I miss her whispering
lips kissing mine

mio


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