I Miss Missing You Poem by Mark Heathcote

I Miss Missing You



I miss missing you like a nagging toothache
The pain was deeply rooted in my heart
I didn't go to the dentist; did you
The pain, the pain was all too sharp.

Destiny makes me pine with every supple-sinew
Then you came alongside me taking my hand.
Ah, all agonies then slowly dissipated and withdrew
Season after season into eternity, they extract, subtract.

Monday, July 4, 2016
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