I miss the feel
Of liquid love
It’s the only thing
I can still think of
I miss the days
Of never being alone
The feel of a warm touch
Melding with my own
I miss the passion
Found in a kiss
And still wish there was a way
To bottle bliss
I miss the life
That I once knew
When I didn’t have to live
Without a me and you
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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