I Miss You

I miss the one who stole my heart Before the waves pulled us apart When craving throbbed in every vein We sang in tune to love’s refrain. I miss the sparkle in her eyes The sensual timbre of her voice The urge to share, to give and take A tacit wish, a mutual choice. I miss the moments when at night We watched in awe, silent delight, The sequined twinkling in the sky. From time to time a kiss, a sigh. I miss the man who made me yearn To touch and yield, with passion burn. He made each fibre thrill within I lived and breathed only for him. I miss the touches of his hand The sense of home within his arms Where feelings bloomed and love was sweet His knowing smiles were graced with charms. I miss the rhythm of his love His kisses raining from above, The breathless rapture of my soul I miss the man who made me whole. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ A Callman Collaboration Paul Callus and Eileen Manassian