I

 sit alone,

hoping my words find you

yearning to see me the same/

Liquid air, My affectionate amoroso,

im sipping softly

from pseudo cups of your lips

aching all over,because I,

I can manifest a kiss from you

accepted with s new smile

in the imaginary way we live within my mind,

in the same home, sharing dinner, in the same bed, daily...

and at this moment, Im kissing you now,

enjoying the flavor of your amazing bottom lip,

feeling you breathe gently upon my top lip,

tongue tango, slow dancing all throughout my hungry mouth/

but~~~~~~~~~



now that you touched me,

held me closely

and treated me like familiar royalty,

I no longer can make believe

your strong warm touch

that keeps me dressed in peace

can be manifested,

because the atmosphere

will never be as powerful as you,

or as calming as you are;

the love making was nice, but

all I need is to be close to where you are,

holding you hand, while we gaze at cerulean stars,

reaching up to kiss you, because I love you so much

just as you are,

you are my superstar,

taking me in and making me feel so normal,

watching over me and sticking close behind me

like waves on top of water,

safe enough that if not for the warped disgust,

you remind me of my dad, the only man that

provded safety for his only daughter,

in your love and life I desire to shower

because the cleansing of you

makes me want to be a better person

and love you exactly as you should be

I MISS YOU GREATLY

And, I cannot wait to hug you once again.......