It is not the Him I miss
It is the Me of Us I miss
The Depth of My Expression
The Ability to Be so Open
I let Myself Surrender
I Miss that Karen so Tender
Bliss On so Many Levels
Bliss I Miss more than Ever
I want That Me Back
I want to simply Lean Back
Fall into a trance state
Explore My Bliss
That Depth of Me is Missed