By Kiera

I wish You could hold me, there in your arms. I hate the fact that you and I are so far apart. You live in my dreams and in my being. I miss you though we have never met.

I long for the cheek I have never touched And the lips I have never kissed. To look into those eyes of brilliant blue. That I see through my heart and not my head.

I lay in my bed and see you there. Lying next to me, together. I reach out my hand you are so close And then, good bye, you disappear.

One day we'll make the trip. By land or by air. We'll walk all the way if need be. We'll be as one together at last.