I Miss Her

I miss her.

I miss her.
I miss her face
her mouth
lips that drip
like wine
when touched
by mine
with a kiss.
A dream
I seem
I can't
get her
of my mind
I miss her.

I miss her.
I miss her touch
her skin
smooth as silk
like the night
stars that watch
up above
as we love.
I scream
to be
once again
touched
by her
I miss her.

I miss her.
I miss her wit
her smile
eyes that twinkle
like a candle
when lit
with a word
of praise
or a lace.
A gift
I long
to place
on her.
I miss her.

I miss her.
I miss the sound
of her voice
that echoes
like a bird
abound
to heaven
and beyond.
I long
to fly
with her
to sing together
once more.
I miss her.

I miss her.
I wonder
If she misses me.