The wind on my cheek like a gentle caress.
I’m missing your hands.
The warmth of your touch.

The stars wink at me while I gaze upon their beauty.
I’m missing the fire in your eyes.
The blaring heat of your stare.

I listen to the leaves dancing across the grass.
I’m missing your voice.
The gentle whisper of your desires.

The thunder shakes the ground.
I miss the beat of your heart.
The strength of your love.

The rain reminds me of your lips.

LF