The sun kissed my cheek, but it was your lips that touched me.
The breeze caressed my skin, but it was your arms that encircled me.
The scent of honeysuckle, is little compensation for the scent of your skin.
My eyes are closed, for your eyes are what I dream of.
I can feel your heartbeat under my finger tips, hear it in my head.
With me. Within me. You are a part of me. Always.