A lovers morning start with a good morning mon amour
from a distance
The only absence missing are her lovers
morning kiss
days so far
between tears and missing him
Thoughts of gazing upon his eyes
Are all is needed
Warmth of his touch
Fills her heart with loneliness
Do you miss me as I do you?
She questions her lover
Your daily words of comfort is all I have to grasp each day so desperately
The word I love you fall from her lips
But no ear to voice it to
Endless nights such as this
constantly pass them by
With out him to hold
without a place to rest her head onto
Without his chest putting her to sleep
as the beating of his heart sings her a lullaby
Holding her pillow tight as if he can hear her whispers “ je t’adore chéri. Je t’adore"
A tear runs down her cheek
As she longs for slumber
and the longing of him near at bay.
Long nights repeating
A lovers goodnight  from a distance
Wide awake she lays awaiting on “good morning beautiful “ Once more
She’s left to fight repetitive thoughts of
Rose peddle she mentally pulls one by one.
Does he love me…does he not….
Does he?