Missing

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Missing

i miss him
i love him
though i never did tell him
i wonder if he knows
if he ever did wonder
what i dream of at night
what face i see
so i can feel safe
how much i long
for those soft lips
those strong wide hands
encircling my hips
but now that he's gone
im stuck in a rut
for even the silence
and even my tears
cant fill his shoes
or erase the memories.

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

Lizziewriter27’s Poems (59)

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Closing Night 2
Destiny? 0
First Part of Melody "Unseen" 1
At My Weakest 1
My Thoughts 0
A Writer Is There Own Worst Critic 1
Advice To A Child 0
A Painful Fate 0
Humanity 1
A Confused Heart 2
Greater Things 1
Happiness 1
Dont Leave Me 0
Not So Old Habits 0
In My Mind 0
Runner-up 0
Skinny 0
Justice 0
Depression Hurts 1
Painful Memories 0
Oregon's Lovely Gloom 0
Last Year 0
Missing 0
Invisible 1
Love 0
TUG OF WAR 0
Not Knowing 0
Fate 1
Pointless 1
Lost cause 1
In The Balance 1
Random 0
Unable 1
Finally, maybe... 1
Just People 1
SEVER 0
ASHES 1
For Me 0
Why? 0
EXPLAIN 2
No Me 1
Can you still 0
Let me be 0
Mirror To Nowhere 0
Perfect 0
WATCHING 0
Lost 0
HYPOCRITSY 0
Tension 0
Wonder 1
Release 0
Pain 0
Empty 1
Tehe 2
I love you 2
Texting 0
Writing 0
Silence 2
Crackling Energy 0