I miss you.

I miss the shallow bowls that are your dimples when you smile just so.

I miss the concave convexities of your chest where my head fits perfectly.

I miss the way your skin smells when I press my face against it.

I miss the curves of your lips at the edges when you're about to laugh.

I miss the smoothness of your shoulders and my favorite place to kiss.

I miss your holocaust hips and how I could just grip them so easily.

I miss the shapes we made when we were entangled together in an infinite bond.

I miss the warmth of your body at my back or against my chest.

I miss your mouth and tongue and the wonders you committed with ease.

I miss the calming timbre of your voice and the sparkles of your laugh.

I miss the galaxies in your eyes and the stardust in your soul.

I want to lie atop your chest and feel your words vibrating through my skin and out into the universe.

I miss you.