The quietness of my environment
Makes me feel like an orphan
For I miss you
I wish I could smell the sent of your perfume
Hear the sound of your breath
Feel the softness of your skin
Flow with the natural curves Designed on you
I miss the language we speak
When quiet
The acts of voluntary kindness
The humble spirit in you
Reminds me of the gift
I have in you
The night retreats
Are trips into longliness
For empty space on our bed
Reminds me of your absence
I miss our fights
For they remind me
Of our uniqueness
May you remain mine
Even in your absense
For I am yours
Even in my absence
May I always treasure our best moments
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They fortify or relationship
May your potrait
Always reming me
Of the Africa Queen you are