Wednesday, May 4, 2011

about memories.

I think of you as next to me.
I talk to you and think of what you would say back.
I imagine your touch on my face.
I dream of your kiss.
I remember the moments we shared.

My Heart hurts that you’re so far.
It screams out for you to come back.
“You shouldn’t be so far away. Please…”

My Mind remembers your smell.
The sound of your voice.
Your intricacies and movements.
Mind wants to experience them again.

My Hands wish to touch you.
To feel your arms around me.

My Soul wants it’s mate back.

My Eyes think of everything the rest of Me wants, and flow tears.