Suddenly and slowly,
drifts across the sky.
Catches on a breeze,
sails on mountain high.
Searches for a trace of
laughter on your lips.
Tattered sails, trailing ropes,
memory, it slips.
My skins stands at attention,
waiting for your touch.
I only want for you to know,
I miss you, oh so much.
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