miss you...yes i do...
miss to be with you and to hold you...yes i do...
miss to touch your face a gently touch...yes i do....
miss to warm your hands between mine...yes i do....
miss to lose my way through your eyes...yes i do...
miss to hug you to get you so close to my heart...yes i do...
miss to lie next you to hear your hearts` beats...yes i do...
miss to melt in front of the fire and the gaze which comes from your eyes...yes i do...
miss your whispers into my ears while you are kissing me...yes i do...
miss and still remember the savor pleasure nectar of your lips...yes i do...
love you...miss you...yes i do...
do you do as i do....miss you...
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Interesting poem. The sweetness and the bitterness. Longing for the beloved or is beloved similar in every case. Little it is possible on it to advise. We sometimes miss - because, seeing the thing and the event which is creating them our imagination. It is often bent and false image. Because love, can see slightly a different - for particularly a 'jealous man'. Very good poem and in a sense 'useful'. I am greeting :) Maria Barbara Korynt
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Every one of your Poems I have read is beautifully written.... Always a pleasure to read... 10/10