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.