A love poem

Here’s to Missing You, Dear Reader

Let it be just the two of us again.

Image by Here and now, unfortunately, ends my journey on Pixabay from Pixabay

I miss the connection that we had

Between my writing pen and your highlighting pen.

I miss the camaraderie we shared

Between your smart comments and my answered attempts.

I miss the way we’d resonate; when our ideas coagulate

The thoughts that are inside my head and the advice you give instead.

I miss the respect that we both shared and the understanding that we cared,

For this real experience so unique, as making love between the sheets.

I miss your claps and private notes.

I miss your statements and your quotes.

Your criticisms I held dear since I know we only came to share,

A message that is so divine, a gift that’s yours and theirs and mine.

My favourite reader, please come back, set my writing back on track.

I never thought I’d miss you so, as if you’d promised not to go.

I woke at two to write this piece, I really needed the release.

And so as I close my prose in hope, please know your views keep me afloat.

Not for money, nor for fame, just knowing you look for my name.

I miss the beauty we did celebrate, I hope this message is not too late.

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