#13 No More

No more afternoons...
Hot sun,
Humid days,
Passion,
All went away!
No more driving...
Sight seeing,
Mountain, Ocean.
Where have you being?
Miss you now,
I can't explain how
Only if you were here!
I'm still feel the taste,
Your taste,
That I never wasted,
No even a drop.
Kiss me again
With your eyes open
I miss it, But
We never spoken
About that day.
©️Renata Clarke-Gray

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