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I Miss

The wind is softly drifting, My soul tries to concentrate on only things that are uplifting. My soul reaches out to hope, So that I can cope. When you are not with me, I cry enough tears to make a sea. I miss your smile, I miss your style. I miss, Your kiss, Which is my bliss. I miss your sweet lips, And the brush of your fingertips. I miss your fingers running through my hair, I miss you when you're not there. I miss your beautiful face, So full of grace. I miss the feel of you, Without you I don't know what to do. I miss your scent, I have missed you since you went. Most of all I miss your love, My angel from above. I sit here missing you, Staring at the mystic moon, Hoping you will return soon. I pray I can see, The Sea of Tranquility, Hoping to find peace until you return to me!

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