I miss you like hell.
I do.

Like thinking of rain
on a sunny afternoon,
a snowman somewhere
must be thinking of the beach.

You´re a cheese platter entree,
chocolate cake for breakfast,
a full meal
of deserts.

You´re all that I have
and everything I do not.

An orchid
in a field of roses.
A fireplace
lit by a remote.

I miss you.
Like hell I do.

06/15/2012

Posted on 06/15/2012
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