I miss the gentle touch of your hands
As they sooth the pains of the day.
The sweet caress of your kiss as you take
These broken bones into your heart and shield them from the pain.
The lovers kiss I once knew so far, far away.
The gentle ease that our love song sang
From deep within your body as lips met
Hands bound and eyes shielded from the light.
I miss your kiss, your touch and the way you give your self to me. A cup to drink from but never in haste or with disregard. Only a gift to be savored sipped. I miss the way your love healed this warriors woes for only you did I ever let down my shield and sword, for only you has Sir given just to give.