The warmth.....
Laying together in the semi dark touching places rarely caressed. I miss the corners. The corners of your mouth, the corners of your eyes, the corners of your.... the places where things come together... and separate. The inviting crevices.
I miss just staring into your eyes. No words necessary. Bathing in the glow of knowing, And the sudden upwelling in my throat at the thought of losing you.
The sex is nice too.....
