February 24, 2016

Nostalgia. {Poem}


Dear Soul,

I miss touching you, smelling you, holding you, feeling you.

I miss the nights when we’d just meet to sit in each other’s arms doing nothing.

I miss sliding my fingers along your skin touching every inch of you.

I miss smelling your coconut and vanilla perfume.

I miss whispering to your ears that I love you.

I miss just leaning on you and leaving a gentle kiss on your lips.

I miss falling asleep on your lap as you’d caress my hair.

I miss your gentle fingers touching my face.

I miss your heart beat in my chest as we were hugging.

I miss your giggle when I tell you a joke, how you used to laugh when I was being stupid.

I miss how you’d leave a kiss on my cheek while I was driving, how you’d press on my hand as in holding it.

I miss how you’d hold my arm tight as we’re crossing the street.

I miss how you’d rub your face on my chest a we slept.

I miss how you’s walk like you were floating on a flying feather road.

I miss the way your hair fell on your face when you’d bend over.

I miss the way you’d wrap your hair in a bun when you were getting serious.

I miss your perfect nails.

I miss your soothing voice.

I miss how you cared.

I miss you loving me.

I wish we can try again.

I love you. And I miss you.

A Body without a soul.




Author: Omar El-Zuhry

Editor: Renée Picard

Photo: Author’s Own

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