Poem #2

I can't stop thinking of you 

I think of the deepness of your voice and the way it resonates in my heart when you call my name 

I think of your arms, your hands and the way I melt at the touch of your skin 

I think of the way your eyes fixate on the book you read right before you go to bed 

And of the way when you turn to look at me those same eyes fill with tenderness and care

I think of your lips and of the sweetness I taste when you kiss me 

I think of the mornings we've shared and the scent of our sleep lingering in the air for days

I think of the days after you've gone when I would bury my nose in the pillows you've used, just to feel close to you 

And even though you may be far 

I still feel your warmth 

I remember the evenings I spent wrapped up in your arms

And how it felt like home 

Gymnopédie No.1