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What we have
The setting sun...
Our time draws near.
Time moves slowly..
My impatience clear.
My heart pounds...
I watch the screen.
I wait for your call..
For days it seems.
My heart wants you
So close and near.
My body desperately
Needs you here.
My mind often
travels to that day....
I can see your lips form
the words you say.
Where I can see that
smile I hear...
Feel your whispers
tickle at my ear..
But until that day
Shall be...
I wait for your words
Impatiently.
As they pass across
the screen...
Each kiss and touch..
In words....a dream.
Our time draws near.
Time moves slowly..
My impatience clear.
My heart pounds...
I watch the screen.
I wait for your call..
For days it seems.
My heart wants you
So close and near.
My body desperately
Needs you here.
My mind often
travels to that day....
I can see your lips form
the words you say.
Where I can see that
smile I hear...
Feel your whispers
tickle at my ear..
But until that day
Shall be...
I wait for your words
Impatiently.
As they pass across
the screen...
Each kiss and touch..
In words....a dream.
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