It’s always those little things
You miss the most.
The things you take for granite,
That you always seem to never notice.
I wish I could have it now, if only for a second.
It’s the things like the natural scent of his skin.
Laying close and feeling the warmth of his body,
the comfort of being wrapped tightly in his arms.
Knowing that when you are there,
nothing emotionally or physically can harm.
It’s the things like watching his chest raise up and down as he breathes,
and softly resting your head upon it.
Listening solely to his beating heart.
And you think of everything that makes him who he is
Inside and out, and you never want him again to depart.
It’s missing his soothing voice.
The way he softly whispers “I love you” in your ear.
Electricity running through your body and up your spine,
As you feel his warm breathe on the back of your neck.
You quiver, knowing the two of you are perfectly aligned.
It’s the things like looking into his eyes.
and for that instant,
the whole world around you stops its motion,
And you can’t think of anything else,
But him and you, deep in love and devotion.
And it’s in those moments,
while gazing into his eyes,
Makes you feel like you are completely whole.
You feel as if you are but just one person.
Two hearts, with one beat; two bodies, inhabiting one soul.
It’s the things like missing the connection
between two sweethearts.
It’s the closeness I want to renew,
to feel his presence again.
To know that he is right there besides you.
It’s being able to reach over and touch him.
Simply lying next to one another.
Lightly running your fingertips all over his body,
memorizing, and loving every inch.
Tasting his sweet lips, and living in rhapsody.
It’s taking care of each other.
Always there to give and receive needed comfort.
It’s exploring this great big world together,
Everything and anywhere.
I wish we could live like that forever.
Come Home Soon My Love. |
Submission Name: Little Things
