I miss you

I miss her warmth like a frozen fire
Nobody thought about this before, how the world creates love between two hearts.
I miss her sweetness, like the sweet sherbet of the thirsty, her smile turned into a source of peace, her eyes accustomed to the bottomless sea.
I miss her scent like a gardener's head flower,
missing the familiar aroma,
and turned into a seeker.
I miss her lips, perceived as the taste of cherries, drowned by the thirst of her touch, sweetening, intoxicating, turned into the madness of longing.