The Scribbles on My Heart

Her sweet eyes
Soft, sweet skin
Precious smile
I miss her already
I miss everything about her.
I can't take being away.
She is the woman I love.
The one I miss the most
I can't wait to hold her
Breathe her in
Take her all in
Memories flood through
my consciousness
Wanting me, wishing
that She was here with me.
I know she knows I love Her
So I write this
In hopes She can hear
The scribbles on my heart.

Tyler J. Yoner

*this poem was written in 2002, while my wife and I were dating, on the bus back to Kindersley from Regina after saying good-bye to my (now) wife.