Current mood:
drunk
Across the miles
Flashes of silver lightFrom across the world I feel you calling to me
Your heart reaches out for mine
Miles in between; nothing matters
My mind drifts to thoughts of you
Your scent, your feel, the essence of everything that you are
My dreams unfold before me
The heat of your body I feel
The beckoning of your lips to mine
There is no distance in between us
I see you lying in wait for me
My body calls for you, my heart aches for you
Alas, the miles prove to grave a distance
Sleep becomes me
Marissa Hokulani Kamamalu Gibson- June 2007
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