It's
been a while since I saw you face to face, since our skins sang the same song,
and danced to the same jam. Lately we have relied on the sound of our voices,
tapping to memories that we once upon a time shared. Lately we have moaned
pleasure through the wire; certain it can never take away the scent of our
physical interactions. Lately I have heard you cry, too far to mend you
complete, too far to dry your tears, too far to hold you tight but my words I
have given you, a bucket full of words hoping they'd last you long enough till
you lay in my arms once more
How I miss your careless laugh, that hooligan kind of laughter that leave me in
stitches of embarrassment, that un-lady like smile you shed on me like light, how
I miss the feel of your hair on the tip of my fingers, the tone of your voice
when we host sexual devotions, how I miss to bask in our loud silence, to bask
in our historical conversations.
I cannot pledge to take away the storms of your heart, the calamity in your
world, but I can make you smile through the storms, through the pain. I pledge
to make you mine against all odds