I MISS YOU
OFF THE TOP…I MISS YOU
LIKE THE DESERT MISSES THE RAIN
LIKE THE SCARECROW…MISSES A BRAIN
I… MISS…YOU
I MISS YOU LIKE I FOUND YOU IN A CROWDED MALL
SEARCHING FOR THE PERFECT GIFT
FOR MY SOON TO BE FANTASY
PUSHING THROUGH THE INSECURITIES OF YESTERDAY’S TOMORROWS
I FOLLOW THE SCENT OF YOUR DREAM…
INTO THE STREAM OF MY CONSCIOUSNESS
WITH THE EXPECTATION OF FINDING…YOUR SMILE
I…MISS…YOU
I MISS YOU LIKE I MISS THE SOUND OF HAPPINESS
PLAYING IN LIFE’S PLAYGROUND
AT THE AGE OF SIX…DANCING IN THE SUN
TO THE MELODY OF LAUGHTER
RIGHT AFTER A WATER BALLOON FIGHT
PROBLEMS TAKE FORM…AND TAKE FLIGHT INTO THE CLEAR NIGHT
AND DISAPPEAR LIKE BAD MEMORIES
THAT TAKE ON THE FORM OF OLD LEAVES…
AND FALL FROM MY TREE OF LIFE
I…MISS…YOU
I MISS YOU LIKE GOOD FOOD…COOKED ON SUNDAY
BY THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN THE WORLD
BLESSED WITH THE KNOWLEDGE OF GENERATIONS
YET DISPLAYING THE INNOCENCE AND THE SMILE…
OF MY GRAND PARENT’S SECOND LITTLE GIRL
WHO MADE THE SACRIFICE…
SO THAT MY LIFE WOULD BE SOMETHING MORE THAN A LAST NAME
SOMETHING MORE THAN 15 MINUTES OF FAME COULD EVER CLAIM
AND AT TIMES I FIND…WHEN I WALK THE PATHWAYS OF MY MIND
I COME ACROSS THE GIFT…THAT YOU’VE BLESSED ME WITH
AND I WONDER…
HOW COULD SOMEONE THIS FLAWED…BE SO BLESSED
HOW COULD SOMEONE THIS WEAK…BE SO STRONG
AND BEFORE LONG…
THE WALLS OF MY PREFABRICATED REALITY BEGIN TO FALL
AND THE OFF BEAT…UNWANTED SOUND OF THE ALARM CLOCK
BEGINS TO DROWN MY SENSE OF BEING
FREEING ME FROM MY DREAM…WITHIN A DREAM…WITHIN A DREAM
AND AS I SIT UP IN BED…
FORCING MY HEAD TO HOLD ONTO FLEEING MEMORIES
I SMILE AND WHISPER THREE WORDS
I…MISS…YOU
ERYK M MOORE
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