Ashes In The Wind

Your eyes are like pure fire when you’re in my arms and you are my spider just as I am your fly.

I miss the way we used to be because I never told you that I was in love with you and you never told me the way you had felt before I left you once,

but so long ago….

I miss your voice;

I miss your subtle messages….

I miss your kisses,

but you see these are not mine

and I have yet to experience them,

from another man….

you and I have moved on and what was never said shall never be,

but ashes;

ashes in the wind….