Why Do I Miss You

The Poet in me is drawn to your beauty
your elegance and grace
The Pragmatist your sense of duty
your ability to maintain the pace
The Romantic is drawn to your heart
so caring, alone and in pain
The Defeatist knew from the start
you could never love one so plain
The Hedonist to you lovely form
the promise of pure sexual bliss
The Loser to  your embrace so warm
the soothing magical touch of your kiss
The Masochist to your coldness
needing the pain of rejection
The Lover is drawn to your boldness
certain he has found perfection
The Gentleman to your bearing
your delicate and proper ways
The Voyeur can't stop staring
still your perfect beauty stays
The Child to your motherly love
your protective healing ways
You are who I am thinkng of
no matter what I am these days

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