I miss her …
Days are mundane & empty,
Food to stay up & remain alive,
Sleep to rest,
It’s all void & dull.
I miss her …
Though she’s away only for days,
Yet, a day seems long to live,
Night, eyelids closed with eyes open,
It’s boring, time seems trailing.
I miss her…
Words, breath & her soothing touch is missing,
Her presence fills earth around me,
Her warmth, keeps me warm,
And her hug is all that heaven.
I miss her, as I’d miss air to breath,
Water to drink & life to live.
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