Missing You

I miss you
I don't know why
I think of you but I think of others
I want to see you but I want to see others

I miss your face and how it feels beneath my fingers
I miss your smile and how it feels beneath my lips
I miss your breath and how it feels on my body
I miss your voice and how it sounds in my heart

Your face is not enough now
Your smile is not enough now
Your breath is not enough now
Your voice is not enough now

I need your touch on my skin
Need your lips on my cheek
Your weight on my chest
You in me

I want to see you because there is no other
I think of you because there is no other
I know why
I miss you

Day Trip

Windows

Sunday was spent on a day trip at the Romney, Hythe and Dymchurch railway with the bearded one.  The sun was shining, the trains were shiny and beautiful and the company was fab.  Went up and down the line several times on various different engines and had a surprisingly fun day!  This was the only shot I was brave enough to lean out the window for, and I'm really quite happy with the reflections of the flowers in the nearest window.

Sonnet

The way you laugh and hold my grasping hand,
The way you smile and kiss my hungry lips,
The way I love you more than I can stand;
Your eyes, your arms, your fingertips.
You always make me smile when I feel blue,
You know the things that turn my tears to joy.
Your words cast spells, make me think just of you.
The only thing I want now is you boy.
I want to share my day, my ups and downs,
I want you in my arms, to feel you near.
I want to see your smiles, and more - your frowns.
When we're together there's no thing I fear.
My world is you - my life, my love, my heart;
My love runs deep - these words are but the start...

A Summer's Day (working title)

Breathing.  Sighing.  Talking.  Laughing.

A summer breeze through the still bare trees.

Breathing.

Napping in the sun on a crowded green.

Sighing.

Kisses and hugs among nibbles and mugs.

Talking.

Throwing and kicking and missing a ball.

Laughing.

Hoping.  Wishing.  Holding.  Dreaming.

Watching from a distance while sitting in the centre.

Hoping.

Knowing that this day was unique in every way.

Wishing.

Photographs.  A video.  Building memories.

Holding.

The first fun of the summer still to come.

Dreaming.

Dancing.  Hugging.  Kissing.  Sleeping.

The hold all wrong, to laughs instead of song.

Dancing.

Two arms, two souls, two hearts, connected.

Hugging.

They meet, they stay, meant to be this way.

Kissing.  Sleeping.