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Miss (Part I)
I miss the way you'd wake me
warm breathe upon my ear
whispering good morning, baby
so genuine and sincere
random kisses upon lips or skin
whether deep or chaste
melting me from within
would cause my heart to race
I miss the way you'd reach for me
as we banter and converse
hands roaming casually
as my features they'd traverse
though silly it may seem to you
I miss these things you used to do
warm breathe upon my ear
whispering good morning, baby
so genuine and sincere
random kisses upon lips or skin
whether deep or chaste
melting me from within
would cause my heart to race
I miss the way you'd reach for me
as we banter and converse
hands roaming casually
as my features they'd traverse
though silly it may seem to you
I miss these things you used to do
Published 19th Mar 2016
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