It Matters Little

it matters little  
whether you are here beside me  
or a thousand miles away
I can't get enough of you;  
I know this in my heart
like thirst, my wanting you  
leaves my beating heart desert dry
craving your presence-  
and yet  
because I know i am powerless to resist  
the return of a thirst temporarily quenched,  
I know too then
that I can never get enough of you  
so, my love, it matters little  
whether you are here  
or a thousand miles away  
below a roof in croc city...
your warm body, getting warmer  
with every heartbeat  
beneath soft blankets,  
cuddling pillows  
instead of me...
it matters little
it matters little...
Written by wanderer (Faceless)
Published | Edited 20th Dec 2017
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