Love is....
the happiness with anticipation
of our next encounter.
your smile cupped by a dimple
in each cheek.
the embrace of your arms
as they hold me tight.
Love is...
the saddness overtaking me
knowing we will part.
the whiff of your scent
as I lie in bed, alone.
wanting to share every detail of my day,
because it felt like you were there,
but somehow missed it.
Love is...
the pain felt, knowing you are
miles away.
feeling helpless being able to comfort you
with only words.
a wonderfully painful gift
I feel towards you.
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