Infect the Senses

I want to taste the words that come off your tongue
I want to feel you search for me next to you
I want to hear your breath as you breathe me in
I want to smell your skin so paper thin
I want to see your smile as you let this begin

November

I do not miss the nightmares
The lonely nights, the empty stares
When cold days turn to sorrows
Or hard days try on my smile
I just think of you