I MISS YOU MORE

I miss you more

than my life,
than my death,
than the stairs to heaven,
than the stairs to hell,
than the violins that play
at a funeral,
at a wedding,

than the sweat
from my knee-high soccer socks
after practice,
on a green field,
with the grass's grains
swaying forth and fro,
and your kiss
like a flight in the clouds,..

I miss you more than that.