I miss the you that was
the better part of us
and had the smile
that made me blush
and the lips that could bring
any moment to a quite hush
before the hours mixed
with love and lust
and the eyes that saw through
the infinte depth
of blindness within my own
and the floral scents
and magic that lingered
between the strands of your hair
and the soft scars my fingers
traced along your back
and the longing sounds
once heard in your voice
and the days we spent
hiding beneath sheets
from the sun
and the nights we ran
naked under the stars and moon
and I miss everything
that was only beautiful
because of you