,

Blank Stare

Sun shining through the windows
Dog sniffing around, licking his paw.
Traffic outside, everyone else
living their own lives whilst I
type, type, type because there is
No other way for me to express —
I miss your smell.
I miss your skin.
I miss your breath.
I miss your tongue, your lips,
Your eyes and intensity of gaze
Your random outbursts of
cheeky jokes and laughter
Your attempts to make me smile.
Your arms holding me
your hands caressing
every moment of tenderness
Timeless love scenes in our
memories.