Lost

Speas of a lost love

My heart is heavy and my tears flow freely.

You were supposed to be the last, not the next in line.

When I close my eyes, the smell of your cologne permeates my senses and brings forth images of you and me.

My spirit aches for you and desires your touch.

Your gentle embrace wrapped me in a quilt of security and peace. Your voice caresses my soul.

I miss you......