I miss your touch, your smell, your skin
I miss your arms and slender back
I miss the burning from within
You give me when you kiss my neck
And in my mind I hold your waist
And on my lips I feel your taste
I dream of you, of you I think
I miss you million times and more
I do remember everything
From every hair to every toe
To my faraway K
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