July 23, 2004
The miles vast of seperation, how they cause you to shineThe distance now trimmed between your heart and mine
Only than you can see
Just how much you need me
Beg solace through the cold clasping fingers of time
What diffidence dwells, leaves you less than complete
How you long to be sated, soothed, regarded, replete
But what can I do
When I don't need you
Not nearly so far as the next time we meet
For your eyes seem to burn so deep in my soul
Wanting of me and of the things you should know
And so I fear the fall
After risking it all
When face to face, close at hand, before your searching glare, you let go...