I miss our late night cuddles
And the moonlight of your tilted blinds
Letting just enough of the outside in so I may just barely be able to see your beautiful eyes

Lovely like the ocean
But passing as the woodland forest
Known only to the gnomes and the faires that say a brisk hello and a goodbye as they take their hey rides to the bay where they lay all day.

Speaking of laying all day, I miss that too

Laying with you from sunrise to sunset, talking for so long that I've realized that the darkness surrounding us has metastasized to the point where I can only see they reflection from your eyes.

I miss the kiss I would try to plant on your cheek, but because confused by the meekly deep shade of night
I go a little too far to the...