An affectionate though ill executed note for a gentleman from an admiring lady.
My hips miss your fingertips.
My neck misses the soft kissing of your lips.
My eyes miss opening and seeing yours looking back.
My feet miss walking next to yours.
My hands miss the way yours make them feel so fragile.
My lips miss smiling while they kiss yours.
As you can see, many parts of me miss many parts of you.
I hope, perhaps that soon we may remedy the missing.
An Admiring lady