What I Miss

I'm missing something. I'm missing pillow talk. I'm missing the way a lover lays next to me. I miss the way a lover would stare into my eyes. I'm missing the way a lover would lie in my arms and feel comfort. I miss the way I felt love in an unspoken way. I miss charming smiles and desired filled hearts. I miss persistent filled heart beats slowing down in a moment of passion. I miss making love without a limit. Waking well rested in love. I miss being held when I want to feel warmth and tenderness. I miss just being me. The one with many smiles and unlimited hope. A care for many and a mind that's open. Seeing beauty in the most randomest things. Wholeheartedly caring and embracing. It's so much I miss. The simplest is a kiss.