That I miss you
Oh! How faint these words are to the truth
That without you, I lay empty
alone to the charge of night and day
That you are as a whisper
constant to stray upon my mind
harbour deep within my dreams.
The longing I hold
stretches out across the miles
wages myself against myself
In a battle I never win,
For it's all that I dream
There beside you-holding
wanting to feel your warmth against mine
The need to be, really be
That somehow deep you draw me too.
It's the soft touch of your hands I feel
when these eyes of mine close,
The smell of your hair, your skin
That fragrant aroma of life.
It's the love in your eyes
that calls me from the depth of my Soul
That I love, most devotedly, most holy
these moments, days and nights
That seem to pass so fast
Themselves a dream.
I miss you
where my heart beats
this soul of mine resides
There, here, before you
Always to confide
That which love so speaks.

Alisdaire O'Caoimph