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Let me count the ways I miss her...
She is the shelter we seek from the storm
She is the breeze that embraces you
on a very warm and humid day...
She is the silence we need after a fight...
She is the curtain we open after the fall...
Let me count the ways I need her...
She is the honey we taste after our hunger...
She is the tears that drop after being hurt...
She is the freedom we share after being chained...
She is the tears we shed after running away...
Let me count the ways I feel her....
She is the gentle touch that helps you endure time....
She is the dawning of the sun after the darkest night has ended...
She is the warm tender kiss when you surrender yourself to love...
She is the haven you seek after distance lets you down
Let me count the ways I love her...
She is the sweetest word we repeatedly hear every morning...
She is a memory that refuses to die...
She is the urge to shout out loud when in need for truth!
She is the hope we hold on to when emptiness arrives...
This poem was published on my second book entitled... Still like yestarday, when loving you tasted sweeter than drinking your blood. (2013)
