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how I miss you
even the emptiness
I feel 
has grown some space
though my hopes are high
the body feels so very
aged
I am lost and endlessly
melancholy
preoccupied even
you might say
with when will I see you again
the doors that lead to your
memories
have rotted off their hinges
I see you in my mind endlessly
I trace your face and feel your
kiss
I drown in the muddy pools of your
dusty eyes
and wish and wish and wish
I know you think of me
you revealed as much at our
last reunion
four months without me only
made your resolve stronger
absence had in deep deed made
your heart grow fonder
I was giddy and elated
I love that you in love
so much of that silly doubt and
fear has gone
all that lingers about now is
that one hanging question of when
when will you return
when will you take me in your arms
when will I lose myself in those eyes
and feel so utterly safe in those arms
the feelings are sooooooooo big
its hard to fully imagine them
but they are there
damn near bursting to be fully
experienced
the thought of hugging you and kissing you
and rolling around on a bed with you
in that captivating capsule of lovers' joy
its a vague lovely outline of a reality
I can barely wait for to begin.............
(April 30, 2008 334am)