- Non-Erotic Poetry
- How Can it Be
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How can it be, I see her face every day.
She has been gone for three days, that`s all.
I miss her, but no more than usual.
So why, when I see her face on a jerky web cam, are there tears running down my face?
Why does my heart start racing?
Why have I got that same feeling in the pit of my stomach that I had when I was sixteen?
I see her face everyday, when did I stop looking at her face?
I looked at your face tonight, in frozen, broken moments.
That smile.
The way you bite your lip.
Your frown.
Your laugh.
A look of concern.
Your chin in your hands.
Those eyes, the ones that captured me so long ago.
That kiss you blew me.
Your embarrassment.
Why did I ever stop looking at your face?
The look that made me cry, the one that said “I have to go, but I don`t want to."
That half smile.
Your lips pursed to kiss, the cheeky grin that fleetingly, shyly, washed across your face.
The longing in your eyes, your come to bed eyes.
You miss me, I can see it in your face.
You love me, but then, I`ve always known that.
I will never stop looking at your face.
I love you Poss.
- COMMENTS
Saucyminxalmost 19 years agoJust beautiful hon. One of the sweetest things i have ever read. I'm all choked up. Looks like a second helping--get writing Q.
