I miss you

My Love....My dearest dream

I figured my trip would never end , though it seemed

Yet now i am displaced, and disfigured of a being

For i am not fully alive with out having you to be seeing

I'm cold inside without your warmth, rubbing next to me

and I'm deaf without your laughter, this sound has nothing left to be

My hands are rough , and jagged with sores

because there not soothed nor binded closed with yours

My heart rate no longer beats off pace

for there is no nervous thrill of getting to see your face

My mind is off trail with all things to miss

Oh how much i miss our Eskimo kiss

Your my love, and the separations curse will be cured

for nothing will keep me from you my love...this will be heard