the feeling
of just
being in your arms
us holding hands
and locking fingers
into an uncomfortable grasp
the mood
where
we are one with the moon
and its effervescence
shines directly
on our giddy hearts
and our tranquilled minds
the poised
in our backs
when we’re sitting
on our beds
conversing
in wee hours
of the morning
or just before sunrise
the laughter
exploding
from our bellies
of your comical
impression
of one of your favorite shows
Sanford and Son
the gloom
that passes through me
when i know
that you are
far away to touch
or distant
from my heart
the tears
of wretched mornings
of none of your
wake up calls
to call
and say you love me
and that you miss me
or‚  blow kisses at me
while i catch
them from a
morning stretch
the way
moments of loneliness
felt like hell
and the sudden
urge
to be with you
disappeared
and regressed
itself
back into my heart
by zubiluvs‚Â