I miss her badly like
The stars can't wait the night
To come and hang up early on
The sky amidst the afternoon
It made me, I remember her
The wooden chair where she's at
And she, she used to comb her hair
Where fingers are the comb she's got
I saw her delicately run
Her fingers through her hair-like thread
Of finely made straight filament
There, hanging on her head.
And her lips are jelly pink of color
Jelly soft of texture
And vibrant shiny like
It is some blinding light
The moments when her lips and mine
As if two planets in collision course
Explodes in sweetness like Big Bang
Like objects in a gravitational force
We are pulled to each other
Attracted like opposing poles of magnets
But we were not for each other
We repel, no matter how closer our love gets.
I'm missing her badly
That my tears starts to rain
I'm missing her badly
Missing her in pain.
