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I miss your eyes
Your hazel eyes
Sometimes with a glint of green
Oh those eyes
Those beautiful eyes
Captivated me
Over and over again

I miss your lips
Your full, pink lips
Your gentle kisses

Your hugs
Your warmth
Your smell
Your soft skin

You were my garment
I was yours

You went to the pharmacy at midnight
When I was congested

You rubbed my back
As I vomited over the toilet

You made me a sandwich
As my labour began

I clung onto your leg
Delirious in labour pain

I showed you my scaly body
Patches of eczema
Uglily everywhere
You shrugged and said
Problem solved
And flipped the light switch
So I wouldn’t feel bad

You accepted me
You accepted me

Sleep time cuddles
Your toe intertwined with mine
My back warm against your chest
As you held me
With your warm heart

I miss seeing you shave in front of the mirror As you listened to Vivaldi
Your cute bum peeking out at the top of your pj pants
I miss your arms
Your chest
Your beautiful ears

I miss how you called me Madame
Or M’ Lady
I miss when you still looked at me
With light and gladness in your eyes

Those eyes.
Those eyes that made me want to be your wife

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