Missing You Poem by Kinah Aziz

At dawn I open my eyes and your silhouette is fading.
Your being I can no longer see.
Your intimate touch and deep, deep love moving from me so quickly.
I can no longer smell the scent that intoxicates my senses.
That familiar scent that tears down all defenses.
Nor gently kiss your trembling lips.
I cannot taste your sweet love in swallows not even sips.
Oh my darling.
How deeply I miss you so.
Your tender caress, blissful sensation of your fingers roaming unchecked and free.
Electrifying, tantalizing fingertips slowly tracing the outline of the essence of me.
Oh my love.
I am missing you so.
Teasing my skin with warm, gentle hands.
Leaving fervent, passionate kisses on my waiting lips
Loving me.
Drawing me into your fold.
Those hands that I love encircled about these pulsating hips.
Oh my dear.
I am missing you.
The joyous sound of your laughter and the steady beating of your kind, loving heart.
Oh my sweet baby, I loved from the very start.
The intense, burning love you bestow upon me.
That cannot be cooled by the coolest river.
An insatiable fire that burns in that heart oh so steadily.
And my love is the wind blows so strong and helps it grow.
Oh my love, I am missing you so.
Oh my love.
Yes, my love.
Oh my love.
Yes, my love.
I am missing you so.