i cry when she leaves
her soul exiting mine
when together we are one
one lump that is every thing
that matters
at night i dream
that she is there
beside me
whispering in my ear
her angelic voice vibrating in my ears
her warm touch
from soft hands
like cotton
her red hair the color of rust
shimmers in the light while we swing
in the park
her vibrant blue eyes
peering into me
reading my soul
when she is gone i miss her
but it is when she is here
i miss her the most