Sunday 24 April 2016

Absence

If absence makes the heart grow fonder
How can we bear to be apart?
When missing one another is a wonder
As feelings truly are a matter of heart...

I miss your loving arms around me
I miss hearing the beating of your heart
I miss your dear voice as you whisper
Into my ear so softly, tenderly, it starts...

I miss the way you hold me close dear
I miss the warmth of your hand in mine
I miss the scent of aftershave upon your skin
To my heightened senses; it smells so divine...

Yes: if absence makes the heart grow fonder
Let us stay a little longer apart...
If only we could stay in love forever
Please let us never ever drift apart...

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