Missus

Missing those warm apartment nights from the cold winter,
Bussing through noisy interstate traffic after long weeks.

Sleeping through the mornings while caressing your hair,
Thinking about the many plans that are yet to unfold.

Breathing all your perfumes while laid by your womb,
Listening the continuous crumble and bumbles of daily life.

Missing those warm apartment nights from the cold winter,
Missing that time when I heard over weekends close to you.