A Ray of Love Poems & Letters

I sit and wonder about him every day.

Is he doing alright or feeling lost and alone, as I sometimes do?

Is he happy or sad, as I sometimes feel?

Does his heartache for me, as I ache for him?

Am I on his mind, as he is on mine?

Does he miss my gentle touch, as I miss his?

His surging kiss, upon my lips, puts my heart and soul into a whirling spine each and every time he kisses or touches my bare skin.

I go into a tailspin that goes out of control.

Why I miss him so, I do not know, for he is but a memory of the past, that forever haunts my soul.

Even though he lives many miles away, he still haunts me relentlessly.

Written By: Cindy L. Rasey

Date Written: March 12, 2013