I miss your pretty face.
Your sweet, embrace.
I miss your soft touch.
I miss you so much.
I miss you.
Your soft carress.
I must confess.
Your smile. I'm so many, many, miles away
The way you ask, if I want to play.
I miss you.
I am so alone. I call you on the phone.
It's just not the same. I go insane.
I miss your meals. Good, they always made me feel.
I lay in bed. Thoughts in my head.
In bed, I lie. I cry.
I miss you.
I miss you.
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great poem Chris. Nicely written. love it