I so much missed kissing you,
instead I'm just missing you,
waiting as time slowly goes by.
Your lips taste so sweet,
they make our love time complete,
without them I feel like I could die.
How can I really miss,
just one little kiss,
that can light my soul on fire?
It's magical you see,
what your kiss does to me,
it fills this lonely heart with desire.
Soon my lips will heal,
then you and I again will feel,
what comes next when I look in your eyes.
Until then we must wait,
in this anticipated state,
and hug rather than kiss during goodbyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am now at a stage that as no one does me kiss there is nothing now I miss