I'm missing the little things

That make us laugh so much

Those silly moments

That tender touch

My Heart is full of love for life

Even when there’s been heartache and strife

My Soul yearns to find its mate

But keeps missing him, am I too early or late?

My Spirit reminds me that I am strong

And holds me up when all feels wrong

My giving heart still hopes it will see

The day it is loved, unconditionally

The skin of a man my breath does not touch

My arms are empty, hugs they miss much

My sensual desires they are hidden away

Hoping that they can be released one day

I yearn for a friend who can become so much more

To see his smiling face as he knocks at my door

Soft kisses, sensual sweet touch

How I miss them so very much

To let my barriers down and fears set free

Knowing I’m loved, quite simply for being me…