Searching for you

The half that completes me

I miss you when you’re not here.

It’s all so quiet without you near.

I miss how we talk, how we get on.

Making you coffee, having a sing song.

Our little regards, our little lovers tiffs.

My forgetfulness, our lovers bliss.

You make me who I am, me to you too.

Our explosive couple, just us two.

At the end of the day you know how I feel.

I love you babe and always will.

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Taken from my latest poetry book: Searching for you by Philip Lister

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