523 (25.11.2015)

Far out across the dark night you are there,
The full moon up above me shines on you,
I hear your voice call through the crispin air
And think until your face comes into view.
I know that you cannot be here right now,
And sadly I cannot be where you are,
Yet when I think of you space melts somehow,
And distances between us seem less far.
See all the little things for which I yearn
Are magnified when I miss you so much,
When all I really want is your return.
And all I really need's your gentle touch,
Can't you just text me now and maybe say,
That it's the last time that you'll go away?

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