i miss him

i miss his face. his familiar smell. his oh so sweet taste.
the brush of his hand across my face when he thought i was sleeping.
the feeling of his eyes on me, for no particular reason.
his moccasins at the front door.
the almost 3 hour drive of excitement.
walks on the beach. the feel of the ocean on my face and his arms wrapped around me.
his gentle caress, but strong, calloused hands.
his left arm being more tan than his right...and his sunglasses tan.
the shake in his voice when he told me he loved me, for the first time.
his drunken strip shows.
his "yes ma'am" and "no ma'am"
his chivalry.
his laugh, as he picked straw out of my hair.
the jokes. the long talks. the walks in the pasture.
watching the sunset on his golden skin.
the sound of the roosters crowing, and the empty warm sheets next to me on those early mornings.
the roar of the tractor.
the long nights in the stable.
his unconventional ways.
his voice.

let's love now. because soon enough we'll be over.