Lying
next to you
Watching
you sleep
Watching
your chest rise up and down
Your
hand draped over me
Pulling
me close
It
reminded me of what was
What
I miss and what I long for
Those
few hours of security
Those
few hours of being taken care of
Those
few hours of being a queen
Listening
to you as you talk
Whispering
words laced with hidden meanings
Words
fail to explain what I truly feel
I
would trade all I have in a heartbeat
Just
to feel what I felt again.
©
thelma migue, 2013
A
cizoepoetry collection