Lover Girl

This is perhaps the shortest poem I've written yet. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

I want to dream 

Of places and beauty,

People and smiles.

I want to see

The warmth of happiness 

Seep deep within me,

Like cool water over a dry throat

And fresh breeze over a flushed face.

I remember your strong hands 

Moving in gentle purses 

Over my warm skin.

Your quiet whispers 

Washing over my ears,

Making me smile.

I want to feel,

And relive in them one by one.

But I’m only a girl

Pining after a lost love, 

Basking in her aloneness.