I Miss Her
I miss her,
I admit it,
I'm not going to lie to you all,
I really miss her.
I miss her smile
and her hugs,
her straight, long
black hair
like a Raven's wing
I miss her beautiful, brown eyes
like a leave in the autumn weather
fall from the bark of a dying tree,
yet the beauty colors the ground
and I drown in her beauty
and my minds runs crazy
and tears my heart apart
when I think of what she is doing,
or where is she going.
I miss her,
I miss her so much,
she took me,
and I took her,
I held her,
and danced slow on the marble floors
of the ball room deep within our hearts.
O I miss her,
and I cannot take it,
everyday I live I sit, write poetry
about her beauty and talent.
O I wish she was with someone new,
someone who'd treat her kind and like a lady
she was suppose to be treated.
I miss her,
everday I miss her,
even now as I write this poem,
I'm missing her and thinking every minute of her.
I miss her beauty,
I miss her laugh,
I miss her smiles,
and hugs I miss her so much
you don't even know where to begin with.
Nothing but faint memories,
and pictures taken months back,
I'd lost her forever,
and I miss her.
I sit there and think of her,
and I take a look up to the heavens glory
and pray to the Gods for her to return,
but they just won't let me have her.
Damn, I miss her...
-10-28-2013-
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