I miss you
I don't know why
I just do
Not just your smile
or your kiss
or those hands
that gently touch my soul
I miss your heart
your flesh
your blood and bones
and every word
every thought
you've ever uttered at me
I miss what you do to me
when I know
I am not loving in vain
I miss the way
you look at me
when your not looking through me
I miss your tongue
and not just the way
it feels against mine
but the way it speaks honesty
with such conviction
Nor the way you travel
the length of my body
with your bare hands
Not wincing at the pain
from the prick of my rose
But right now
I think you should know
that I'm mostly missing
your fingerprints
everywhere
