Absent

by KeiB

It’s the mornings when I miss you most…

Where on tousled sheets your scent lingers

It’s the afternoons when I miss you most…

Discussions from Thai, to travel, to singers

It’s the nightfall when I miss you most…

Because my body craves your fingers

I miss you at all hours of the day and week but what’s a girl to do
I’m missing the man who’s my Heathcliff
And the ghost that I love
… is you

~ kei
29 May 2015

©Karin Bole Tupper

Posted from the The Eclectic Poet

3 Comments to “Absent”

  1. Thats a nice one. would have loved to read more of it but its still awesome

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