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He missed the smell of her

Her sweet perfume scent,

He missed the bones of her

And this ache did not relent,

Why did she have to leave

He didn’t want her to go,

What really happened 

He didn’t actually know,

She just said, she needed to be free 

And then decided to leave,

Leaving him with a broken heart

And an ache deep in his soul,

So sad that she had to go

But he knew it would be wrong to stop her,

If this was her desire 

What could he do,

Because he didn’t own her

But he still missed the warmth of her breast,

Still he missed her craziness,

Still he missed her beauty and her soul

But also her wisdom 

And how her passionate heat kept away the cold,

He missed the smell of her

Her sweet perfume scent,

He missed the bones of her

And this ache did not relent,

He missed the whole of her,

And would until the end of his days.