Like the shadow of a threat,
the thrill of success
and the feel of great sex;
It elates the soul
that resides inside your flesh,
Images of two meeting to become
friends,
but not in the physical,
strictly I keep you in my mental,
where travel is essential;
Gracefully your spirit glides
smoothly bye;
Inhaling your fragrance without
entering your section;
nurturing every second;
hanging on every single word
thought up
as they continuously float
drifting across a rose-pedal covered river;
the things I've missed,
the twist of your hips,
the make up on your lips,
the vocals of your sounds;
Missed I have the things I couldn't
stand in the past;
the glare of your stare,
the cry's of your tears,
the source of your fears;
Always know my love is unconditional
until I'm no longer here and after!