Sometimes

Sometimes in the quietest, loneliest parts of the night
When it seems like I miss you most
I somehow get the sense of you near me
Never fully materializing, but there…
The flash of your smile-The whisper of your voice
The taste of you lips-The heat of you body
The beat of your heart
There in the darkness-Just beyond reach
Part of myself I can’t quite touch.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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