I Miss This Love

looking in your window

a hand in mine

hearts entwined

a date at the bar

with a drink and a bite

blue-grey eyes sparkling my way

listening as I rehash my day

doing anything

doing nothing at all

belly laughs so loud

at my stupid jokes

my head in your lap

as you read me clues

in the sun and the sand

warming destined souls

hemmed in my shape buried in warmth

your arm draped

I miss this love

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