My brother

That touch, that smile
shall i, will i ever feel or see that again?

the love and understanding that
you have for me,
will another?

sadness comes to me
every time i breath, every time i think,
will it ever ease or go?

to hear your voice
so deep and so sure,
can another be able to do the same?

the silliness, the laughter you bring
is unique on many different levels,
so who will be unique?

the confidence you have, the advice you give
no one can ever replace you,
so who will?

these things i miss,
an individual,
that was and is unique and special to me.

*This i a poem bout Brian Acompora age 27, a close friend, a brother so to speak, i lost him on 1/27/10, he was shot in Orlando, Florida, leaving his wife and not even born child, Jackson. i love and miss him forever.