Missing You
By MaggieL
Missing You Even now I can taste you on my lips still pictures black and white sharply focused yet, blurry gray You come at night whisper kisses like light thru a prizm twirling,twirling a pillow is no substitute for the scratch of your beard Written January 29th, 2002 © on Jan 28 2002 11:53 PM PST 0 • 8
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