Missing you today.
Sitting alone trying to work through the fog. I am here, but my heart is there, not so far that I can’t reach it with time, but just far enough to be out of reach when all I need is to be able to reach out with my fingertips and brush your hair from your face, and see the soft outline of your face in the twilight. To hear your voice dusky with passion, and feel you hold me with strength that comes from within as well as out. I feel your need and answer with mine But here, it falls unheard. I am waiting for a moment of peace. A peace, I find only when I am with you
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