Reminiscing .. and I imagine:
Your hair, at the length that I like.
I run my fingertips through the nappy curls and massage your scalp.
Your face, you hate it.
I kiss the skin that to me is divine.
Your eyes, ones that melt my heart.
I imagine staring at those eyes everyday for the rest of my life.
Your lips, sweet like sugar.
I tremble and you make me weak with every kiss.
Shoulders, chest .. covered with so many tattoos.
Your arms, fingers.
I wish they could hold me every night.
You make me weak.
It’s driven me to insanity.
I miss you.
I love you.
I still want you.