Poem: There Is Only You (Written by T. Zitz)

There Is Only You

May I confess that I miss you much?
That when I'm alone I feel your touch?

In a crowded room, I am deaf to all;
Your voice lingers, I'm in a thrall.

I think of you all day long,
See your smile in every song.

Wishing you were here, my dear,
Wishing I was with you.