Love's Missing
You ask me
what it feels like,
this missing that accompanies love.
It hurts
through to my finger tips
and then it leaves
only to return
some time later.
Will the missing ever leave?
I hope not!
The pain seeps from my heart
bound to precious memories
bringing trembling lips
and smiles.
Missing You -- Maria Pace-Wynters
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