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I Miss
I miss my nook
that perfect place
my face upon your chest
fingers entwined, holding on tight
sleeping so peacefully
The ache I get
when our skin connects
even in brief passing
the wanting of more, just like before
enough to drive one crazy
I miss your voice
when we're all alone
like your fingers in my hair
every word, every note
so soft and caressing
My smile I miss
I haven't seen it since
those days seem far away
but my heart aches, for the smile I make
every time we kiss
