There are no more tears, for me to shed, <br />As I lie here, in this empty bed, <br />Lonely thoughts up here, in my head, <br />Being on my own, is what I dread, <br /> <br />An empty space, all around, <br />A ticking clock, is the only sound, <br />Distant memories, spinning round, <br />Rationality, Can not be found <br /> <br />No-one here, to communicate, <br />To visualize in this, empty space, <br />The unwanted feeling, when im alone, <br />My heart and soul, is turning to stone, <br /> <br />The things you miss, are always there, <br />The touch and smell, of silky hair, <br />The smoothness of skin, against your face, <br />The gentle touch, when you embrace, <br /> <br />To caress a body, in a gentle way, <br />The tender lips, you wish would stay, <br />Sparkling eyes, like the stars, <br />Looking in to them, make you mesmerised, <br /> <br />The cent of fragrance, that you wear, <br />Sends my mind, into a stir, <br />A gentle breath, up on your skin, <br />Makes you feel, wanted, from within, <br /> <br />To dream about, someone to love, <br />To feel wanted, feels so good, <br />To wish for the feeling, to fall in love, <br />To hold someone close, you think the world of, <br /> <br />Your body embraced, like ying and yang, <br />The warmth between, sun and sand, <br />A tender kiss, upon your lips, <br />To be held close, by a strong grip, <br /> <br />To be in Love, is painfully missed, <br />When emptiness, does exist, <br />A welcoming Smile, on your face, <br />Warms the heart, in the right place, <br /> <br />To be thought about, is a dream, <br />Makes you feel like, your supreme, <br />These are the things that I do miss, <br />To be held and to be kissed.<br /><br />brads brads<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-i-miss-5/
