Missing You

Missing You

I miss you when the wind blows
soft across my face,
reminding me of your touch,
your hands, your lips
kissing my cheeks, shoulders, nose, lips.
I miss you when the sun shines
warm upon my arms,
reminding me of holding hands
on muggy summer days
and blaring rock music.
I miss you when it rains,
when I’m walking slow through a storm,
face uplifted to the sky,
reminding me of running through uit
with you by my side,
ponchos stuck to our skin
sharing our secret laughter together.
I miss you when I close my eyes
laying lonely in my bed,
reminding me of when once we laid so close,
wrapped up in each other
never wanting to let go.
I miss you when I open my eyes
and you are still not there.