Missing You.

It was almost
Too wonderful for
Something as little as
Words to explain
Ears pressed to your chest
As each beat explains you're okay
You're here now, holding my hand tight
The way it's supposed to be.

I remember the way
I couldn't breathe as lungs
Filled with fire and my stomach
Became home to thousands
Of butterflies launched
Into flight with every
Gentle kiss.

I can still remember
Your eyes closing slowly
Tilting your head to release a fire
That should have been put out
Long Ago.

I still feel
The burning passion
As I feel these urges grow
I can still feel a stinging in my fingers
The pain of letting go.