Missing You

I didn't think that I'd be able
to write you a poem quite so soon
but it seems my brain is switching functions,
I'm singing a whole new tune.
It seems that I'm not all washed up,
My feelings are still quite strong
But not for him, it's you I'm missing
even though it's not been too long.
I miss the way your arm fits around me
and how our fingers entwine
or even just the sheer taste of you
with your lips pressing upon mine.
The distance thing is hard it's true,
but I'm learning to cope.
Will it last until your next visit?
For that I can only hope.
And so I sit here writing rhymes
and passing the time away
counting down the minutes 'til you come
and dreaming of that day.