I miss her more as days pass by
her vibrance, her gait, her grace
that inspires others with her
laughter,cheerfulness
and all time high
I miss her more as days pass by
the twinkle of her eyes,
the blush in her cheeks
her tweeety tongue
and witty reply
I miss her more as days pass by
her passion and desire
that lits every fiber
and bone of her
body on fire
I miss her more as days pass by
of being truly appreciated
not neglected with
sugar-coated lie
not I, would buy
Yes, I miss myself all this time
not hurting, not doubting
nothing; other than
to love, to be loved
is it a crime?
7.21.14
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 6:01 PM UTC
I miss her more as days pass by
her vibrance, her gait, her grace
that inspires others with her
laughter,cheerfulness
and all time high
I miss her more as days pass by
the twinkle of her eyes,
the blush in her cheeks
her tweeety tongue
and witty reply
I miss her more as days pass by
her passion and desire
that lits every fiber
and bone of her
body on fire
I miss her more as days pass by
of being truly appreciated
not neglected with
sugar-coated lie
not I, would buy
Yes, I miss myself all this time
not hurting, not doubting
nothing; other than
to love, to be loved
is it a crime?
7.21.14
