Still in love...

Your thoughts like the air are hard to evade....
They linger on my mind as though it was yesterday!
So fresh that I can see the mist of your breath
Against the December sky;
So vivid is your kiss that my lips still gleam—
With a smile that it borrowed from yours;
My hair enwrapped with the cologne
It stole from your chest...
What bliss it was to stand inches away from you
Yearning to be in those arms—and yet hiding the desire!
My toes curl even now as the north wind play
With the few unruly locks—
And as my very existence taut like the strings of a harp
Pine to be played on, and brought back to tune....
I miss you.
So much....that it hurts!