I go in search of your face every day
To peep at you and know that you are okay
I drown in the hot caress of your breath
That I once knew warm, for it is my only comfort
I smooch my lips in the rhythm of a touch I once felt dear
For it alone suits me in loneliness
How did I let this happen?
Why did I let you go?
Did I not know the touch of a sincere LOVE?
Was it fear that stopped two sincere hearts?