Hush

I miss you so much
My life has no meaning
My head unresting
These memories and such

I miss seeing you blush
My eyes closed unsleeping
My days dreaming
These memories dont flush

I miss that first crush
My heart slowly reviving
My road a sense finding
These memories so lush

I miss ...

I've missed ...

I'll miss ...

In a swollen rush
Away life is sliping
Away you are flowering
Apart forever ... hush

Hush ...

Vaudelaire 
Poète des pauvres et pôvre pouète