whenever I am away from you,
the distance between us
a burdensome thing,
I always think of you in colors,
the smell of coffee as you so
proudly make it for me,
the perfect sunlight spilling
in through the window.
I miss you even when you are beside me.
I dream of your body
even when you are sleeping
in my arms.
The words I love you
could never be enough.

I suppose we'll have to invent
new ones.

English Poem by Jessica Patel : 111156625

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