Missing 1

Two weeks since I held you in my arms
and I miss you,
like a raw wound on my heart I miss you.
I have your voice, thank God,
and I can look into your eyes.
But no matter how I reach out
I can’t feel your fingers laced through mine,
your fingers twined through my hair.

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