All I Miss Poem by Jack Abdallah

I miss her eyes.
I miss her lips
I miss her hands.
I miss her kiss
But not her tears.
Pray go amiss
Her heart is first
On my list
I miss her hair.
I miss her passion
I miss her love.
My sole attraction
I miss her laugh.
She brings me joy
And her essence,
Never annoy
I miss her text.
I miss her call
Still it's her heart
Above all
I miss her warmth
Held in my arms
I miss her genuine,
Loving charm
I miss her sight.
I miss her sound
She makes my world
Go around
I miss all
She has to give
Without her love
I cannot live