Over You
I miss the passion we shared in each kiss
The smell of you and the comfort
In every embrace
I miss the acrobatics we called sex
The feats we achieved
Out doing the night before
I miss he debts of our conversation
The sharing of ideas
Contemplating and sharing contempt
I miss that time our paths were aligned
Our goals were set and mutual
The limit
Heaven bound
I miss what we had
What we shared
I realize
All of the many things I miss
You
I don’t
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
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