Bluesday

I miss your smile!

Your funny accent accentuates

my crave for your voice 

I miss your surveying look 

checking for my eyes 

with their ever lusty turns.

your constant “what?”

after every awkward silence 

I miss the warmth of your skin 

beating out the cold of the night. 

The shivers on both my arms 

as my hand made way up your thigh 

eye to eye, talking semantics 

like there’s nothing romantic happening 

I miss the idea of having you 

Losing myself to you 

against the odds of the obvious truth; 

You!

A flying bird headed away from youth 

Teasing every hunter it acquaints  

To finally land in the cage it only pleases 

On its due date 

It’s Tuesday, I miss you...

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