I Miss You

I Miss You

It's nights like this that I miss you;
your arms, your voice, your love,
all the parts of you that I wish were
a part of me.

I want to feel safe in your embrace,
comforted by your presence
and loved as your lips form words
that I can't even hear because I am too busy
marvelling at the fact that you are mine.

I want to lay in bed with you,
not even saying a word; just simply
being, in each others presence
as the world rushes by outside, people moving
here and there, worrying about their lives,
while we are still, and calm and at rest.

I want to know what it's like,
to feel safe, comforted, loved, still, calm and at rest
in the presence of another human being
who feels the same in my presence.

I want you to describe things to me,
what I smell like, how I taste, the reason you care;
to show me that for once I'm not being left behind
that I am part of something other than myself,
that I am included on a two-person team that will endure
the trials and tribulations that time tests us with.

I want to know what all of this is like,
with you.
I miss you, every part of you, which is strange,
because

I haven't found you yet,
and some days,
I wonder are you even looking for me?

© Nicole Coyne
22.May.2014