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I can't see your exquisite body.
I can't touch your soft skin.
I can't smell your essence.
I can't taste your sweet kiss.
But, I can hear your unique voice in my dreams.
About the Creator
Babs Iverson
Barbara J Iversen, also known as Babs Iverson, lives in Texas and loves her grandkids to the moon and back. After writing one story, she found that writing has many benefits especially during a pandemic and a Texas-size Arctic Blast.

Comments (27)
And what a place to hear that voice! It feels like surround sound but it's next level since it's in your entire being. A lovely thought! Yeah, best to put it in a poem 😊
Nice way to capture the emotion of longing.
Ohh! Speechless Words can't describe it! ✨
wow an amazing piece of poem, longing and dreaming great insight
amazing!
there is something sad yet uplifting in your poem here, longing and dreaming, fine work
In dreams, we are free ♥
She stood transfixed, her eyes glued to the screen, as the stunning poem unfolded in a tapestry of essence.
So beautiful, Babs! Brilliantly done!
Great poetry!
Oh, so emotional, this one <3 Wonderful, compellling job, Babs!
What a wondrous and creative response to the given prompt. Really love your poem.
I'd offer a hug, if it werent for the Atlantic.
Sometimes, dreams are the only thing we have. Loved your poem so much!
Lovely thoughts and agree with JBaz
Love the negatives turned positive in a beautiful way
Oh, in the dreams!!! Loved how you finished this!!!
And dreams become reality. Well said, Babs.
Simple but evocative! I love it!
Poignant and lovely, Babs. 💕
Nice one Babs 👏
Very nice work Babs! BRAVO!!
That's beautiful work. Well done, my friend.
Painfully sweet, I love it!💗
Seems bittersweet