Friday, September 30, 2011

He called me Lil mama

I miss his smile and when he laughed out loud,
but I don't miss cryin' all the time.

I miss his voice, deep and slow,
but I don't miss that he stopped pleasin' me,
like he used to please me.

I miss his hands, soft and strong,
but not their reluctance to hold mine.

I miss his eyes, dark and deep,
but not how he couldn't see me.

I miss the joy on his face when he listened to music,
but not how rarely it seemed he heard the words I spoke.

I miss how he held me close,
sent me songs and told me secrets-
and I miss how he called me lil mama.

Oh how I miss how he called me lil mama.

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