I really miss her, I truly do

the benevolence of her smile whispered lust

in the places where my heart aches 

it mourns for the warmth of her eyes

that reflect the sunlight into mine

I miss the feeling of awe when admiring her skin

as calm and smooth as sailors pray for seas to be 

i cant feel her fingers anymore

let alone soak in the aura of her scent

she tamed sunflowers

they glanced towards her beauty as she walked by

mistaking her for the sun itself

she was a grand symphony 

playing sweet melodies that captivated my emotions

but she eventually ceased her playing

leaving me bland and bitter and full of remorse

awaiting the next concert or recital

only for me to realize she will never play again

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