She misses you…
At times more than I do.
It may explain why when you’re near
Kisses, hugs and synonymous touches
Consume every bit of your existence.
My skin invariably misses the feel of you.
What happens when words whisper? They form poetry. They tell stories. They breathe life. Right here…
She misses you…
At times more than I do.
It may explain why when you’re near
Kisses, hugs and synonymous touches
Consume every bit of your existence.
My skin invariably misses the feel of you.