Missing love

I miss the tenderness of his arms
As they wrapped around me tight.
I miss the warmth of his hands
As they caressed my female charms
I miss the touch of his lips
As he kissed me from head to toe
I miss the feel of his body,
As we lay together through the night
I miss his scent as we made love
As our sweat mingled together
I miss the hot touch of his tongue
As he aroused my tender bud.
I miss our souls joining together
As we made love in the moonlight
I miss the love we had shared
Before he left me and went to her
Now I hate him for the pain he makes me feel.
And I yearn to be wanted once more.



Poetry by Storm-fire
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Written on 2006-12-12 at 20:44

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Hazel
i can feel the passion of your love through the poem, the strength of it seeps thorugh every line even through your hatred. the pain of the heart break and desire to be wanted. i feel for you, a wonderful poem. :')
2006-12-12