Missed Poem by Brian Jones

Missed



the first kiss, no matter how many times and it feels like the first time.
waking and going to sleep with someone there.
the first and last face you always see.
meeting their family.
looking deep into their eyes.
the first sexual encounter.
feeling their body so close to you at night, legs crossing...........
the feel of their head on your shoulder.
their arms wrapped around you.
the touch of their hand on your skin.
talking about nothing, just to talk.
your first trip someplace together.
realizing they are the half of you that makes you better.
hearing the 'i love you's'.
the unexpected visits and calls.
the time together.
the longing when your apart.

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