Friday, October 15, 2010

When I start to miss you
I close my eyes
And when I do I see your face
And your smile
Your lips touching mine
My hand on your cheek
I breathe you in when you kiss me
I feel your love wash over me
Each day without you feels like an age
Each hour with you feels like a second
Your skin on mine is heaven
Your sighs and cries a chorus
But your eyes...
Your eyes are a well
In which I fall into
Your touch is a web
From which I want no escape
You are always with me
When I close my eyes...

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