GROWING EXPECTATIONS

I nightly sleep with you
but you are not there;
my arms are filled with
flooding precious memories
of you and your sweetness.
My eyes are staring at you
but you are so far away;
my lips gently touch yours
but it is only a dream.
The moon shines on my eyes;
the night winds whisper in my ears.
The wonder of wanting YOU
makes every dream and wish stronger.
I awaken with sighs knowing you
are not here but I'm thankful that
my expectations are growing
as we plan to meet at the
Kissing Place; 'til then my love
may your expectations grow too.