4am and I still think about you

I don’t know if this is right…me writing to u, I don’t know wen you will read it but my imagination flows and I can’t control. I wish I could see you once again….that I could grip you smooth arms and hold you close, smell your hair and kiss your warm lips…..how you close your eyes when I give you a longing hold as my lips lock your lip holding on to it like it was my life support…..I wish I could show you how much I love you by giving you a tight hug and never let you go, even as the tears roll down my cheeks and wet my shirt I can still see your smiling face as you climb over me…your seemingly eyes looked in me once again with all the love and warmth…that you are in my lap clinging to my arms and I can touch you still and feel my hands slide on your back right down to your waist as you shiver and your lips come to my neck, you breathe in my ear and say ‘I love you’