UTTERANCES OF THE DEAD

I miss you ~

Today more than most.
For reasons unknown, I’m sure plenty surfeit.
Feelings remain as they are; it could be for the day is perfect as it was.

You know…..

A day such as when the sun warms cold skin, altering colors of tan.
Oh how we took full advantage of those days, you and I.
The world at our heals using everything in its power to collide into our happiness.
We won battle after battle, you and me.
You, being the stronger of us both, meant enduring the beatings the world wielded without regard of your assets.
All for the sake of love.

I miss you ~

There isn’t a day that goes by that I long for a soft word from tender lips, the smile sweet as honey enfolding the tongue – a resurrection of the dead.
Pray we meet again.
Perhaps, someday in another life, me and you truly together forever.
One soul bound to the other destined for rebirth as will be our salvation.
I’ll rest in your arms once more with an ear to your strong heart.

I miss you ~

Today more than most.