smile

• Baby I miss your smile.
I miss the way your eyes meet mine, and you encourage me.
I miss the exquisite gesture of your kindness opening the door.
I miss the protective nature to shield my left side.
I miss you understanding my humor and directness.
I miss the way you can communicate with my thoughts without uttering a word.
I miss the level of understanding when I leave things behind and being forthright or critical at hand.
I miss the clarity in present value that gleams misunderstanding breed between us right now.
I miss the heart electing kiss and the compounding nature with the boldness of your touch.
Till our departed minds meet again, ill as you say, be awaiting the, "next episode."