The missing of you

The missing of you

Startles me with its surprising visitation

Rising up from deep inside my soul

With an aching and a wanting

That brings the tender reminder

Of how comforted I feel

When we connect

You instinctively just know how to meet me

Exactly where I am

Never asking me to be something else

The missing of you

Is not something I expected ever to find

Inside my weary heart

After all of this time

And all the trials we have been through

But never the less it just appears

Like morning dew

Softening me inwardly with its presence

While reminding me too

Of how much emptier my life was

Before I knew the world could contain

Someone with a heart

As precious and tender as you