I would miss your kiss if I ever tasted it

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I would miss your kiss if
I ever tasted it. I would
miss your warm body if
you ever been near me.

But I have never kissed
you and I’ve never ever
hold you close. So what
am I missing – if missing
is my suffering?

All we share is words on
a screen, some small and
warm, other big and hard.
Yet in cyberspace nothing
is tangible. Thus not real?

So again, what is it I miss –
if missing is my sad blues?

You put a love light into my
life and room! Now my light
is off – as not with one single
word you answers my calls!

What a sad end in tears for
a romance, supposed to be?

wilted-rose-cut

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