Night fades and a new day appears,
but memory of thy sweet kisses linger.
On lips on cheeks on all areas,
your warmth and fragrance is all too singular.

I miss you in so many ways,
where emotions becomes ache becomes longing.
Your eyes hold me puts me in daze,
and I just long to hear you call me darling.

If I could I'd be there with thine,
to watch the flutter of thy eyes as you wake.
To steal first kiss from lips divine,
Your thirst for me i will desire to slake.



such a beautifully written poem..💖💖💖