I miss you!

     When can I see you again? Its been a while…
 I’ve sent a few letters but you don’t seem to reply.
  Are you home?

     I wrote you a poem anyway darling,
                         the night to my day.

 We roam the dark rooms I dream about
 You hold my hand and guide me through
 Photos of your body
 Me and you
 Portals to the immortal world
 Nice hotels with sea front views

 We waver through icy streets
 You’d smell like cigarettes if cigarettes were sweet
 I’ll see you again soon
 where blue moons are found 
 And lost souls can meet