your face is not
on any milk carton
but you're missing
your smile is not
flashed on the news
but you're missing
your heart is still
pounding against your ribs
but you're missing
but you are gone
you are missing
to me ;
you are now just another
ghost from my past ;
every time i am alone
i whisper the ashamed words :
i miss you.
DU LIEST GERADE
• one more cup of coffee •
Poesie{ if peace is what i'm after, i'm going nowhere fast } ~ rusty clanton ; one more cup of coffee 9/21/17 - #75 in poetry
