I Miss...

If it's a poetry, with words carved so pure..

I miss the rhythm, and the bonding for sure.

If it's a love letter, with a lover's playfulness..

I miss the soul, and the gentle caressness.

If it's a prayer, so pious so divine..

I miss the transition that unites with the prime.

If it's a dream, with pleasant moments to remember..

I miss the sleep, but why i wonder??

Lost in the ocean, trying to find a place..

Wandering and wandering, a Drop knows its fate..