i miss the scent of his skin
and the way it brushes against mine-hot and yet i shiver with every touch.
i miss the warmth of his breath upon my lips
in between hungry kisses-mouthful kisses.
i miss the taste of his lips
and the way it takes my breath away-gasping for air and yet wanting more than i could take.
i miss the sun in his smile,
the moonshine in his eyes,
and the stars above us-showering us with love and dusts.