Missing You

How I miss          
            the days                  
                 of flourishing                     
                                your lavish attention. 

How I miss          
            the ways                  
                  you made me feel                              
                                           as though I have just undergone 
                                                         a process of redemption.  

How I miss          
             your warm reflection,                               
                                                 within my gaze.                               
                                                 Within my gaze. 

How I miss          
             the sense of drowning                       
                                 in your effulgence.