I miss the way you look when you are staring at something you love
The awe in your eyes
The gentle curve of an alomst-smile on your lips
Your brow smooth, worryless.
I miss your gentle touch
The way you gather me up in your arms…
Me: a dandelion seed
You: a sweet, summer breeze
I miss the passion and the heat of you
Hot enough to start a fire but never burning my skin
I miss the look in your eyes…
I miss the smile on your face when you see me.
As if I am a happy surprise
A gift you did not expect
And that smile is the special one you only show me.
Only my eyes have seen…
I miss your hand on my lower back.
Me: the canvas, blank, waiting
You: the paint, colour, life
I long for all these things.
All these things I have never had.
Because, I have not met you,
Our paths have not crossed
Destiny has not pulled us together.
There must be more for us to do
More for us to learn
How do you miss someone you have never met?
PS this is in no way about goat-dragon.
I miss goat-dragon the way an insect misses pesticide. The way a snowman misses the desert. The way a dog misses its intestinal parasites.
Not at all…
FYI: This is the first time I have written about love in a long time… maybe something has healed. Maybe something has changed. I dunno. But if you made it this far, thank you for reading my terrible poetry. All the love…