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Missing Her
Missing is the directions to our favorite place. Hidden away in an imaginary space. Beyond the sunrise. Further into the unknown. Circling the planetary configuration. Where Earth is traced between Venus and Mars. Missing her smile it had a healing effect. Missing the sound of her voice my preferable choice. Missing how she laughed any substitute would never do. Missing our quiet moment's, the curtains were drawn too. Missing her, my feelings are unsettling, however the scent of her perfume is still here. Missing the games we played and the competitive nature of her mind. She was skillful intelligent always wearing a beautiful smile. Life is full of mysteries, her not being here is the noticeable one. She and I loved each other unconditionally. Many hours of fun. She's all that matters to me, the only woman I truly adore. Nevertheless, I rely upon all the memories, the funny gestures, the creative games we played. Missing each experience, we were kindred spirits. We had a deeper commitment. Without her, where in a specific part of my life, she's the only one that's missing. Missing her.
© Daniel Mason
© Daniel Mason
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