Tag: Missing her

  • The City In Which I Miss You (Poem)

    there is no city where I’ve loved you more

    there is only this room this one room

    where I never held you at night

    never watched you stretch your elegant limbs

    never heard you at the door waiting

    and yet you walk beside me down every street

    knowing that strangers pause at your beauty

    ready to comment on your striking eyes

    throwing compliments down around you

    as you move through these with dainty mien

    I follow with a foolish contented smile

    my heart tethered firmly as you lead