Silent Dialogue Poem by Lizelle 'Leasel' Martins

I Miss your kisses
I miss your touch
I miss the way you hold me
I miss your warm embrace
I miss our time

I miss your lips
I miss looking into your brown eyes
I miss holding you
I miss and love your sudden moves
I miss the way you hold my hand
I miss and love your response

Yeah,
I miss the way you caress my face
I miss the sound you make when I gently kiss your neck
I miss the way you move your hands down
I miss the look in your eyes when I touch you
I miss the way I rub my lips on yours
Not just the kisses we share
No, just our lips connecting

Mmmmm….
I miss the way your voice turns soft at a touch
I miss stroking your hair
I miss the crazy things we do in the moment
Allowing ourselves just to be
Allowing “it” to happen all on its own
Without haste or holding back
We crazy,
But we miss it all
We crazy babe
But we wouldn’t want it any other way
We crazy,
But we love it

(c) Lizelle Leasel Martins