Warren Augustus de Guzman - The Second Day

I miss you.
Like the flowers miss the morning dew.
Like the night sky miss the dawn's blue.
Like the desert sands miss November rain.
Like the lion cubs miss their father's mane.
Like my hands miss the feel of yours.
Like my ears miss your tales and lore.
I miss you.

Warren Augustus de Guzman

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