ई मिस

i miss snuggling with you under the covers in the early hours of morning. i miss being held, barely breathing, quietly just taking it all in. i miss the rope around my wrists, being pinned to the floor, my heart racing. i miss laughing, untying apron strings, that bratty sense of humor. i miss the way you look at me at unexpected moments. i miss your mouth, your arms, your dragons, your eyes, your thoughts, the way you show rather than tell.

i miss you.