Here we are lives apart;
Distance is a way of life.
As it is with matters of heart;
Each word a twist of a knife.
What I feel should be no surprise;
All efforts to resist in vain.
To continue on I will surmise;
Shall bring my Soul great pain.
All I want in life to see;
The beauty of your grace.
In front of which my mind will flee;
As mine eyes gaze upon your face.
Eyes of Emerald shards so fine;
Voluptuous beauty rare.
Lips as sweet as well aged wine;
Heart burning as I stare.
I yet yearn that day to come;
This great burden I must carry.
I traverse quickly, in haste to some;
I promise you I shall not tarry.
The faster I go, the further you get;
Why must it be this way?
I force the struggle onward yet;
To concede to failure, NAY!
I may not make it to the end;
I shan’t stop less I do.
Dreams of touch in which you send;
I strain to earn my due.
You’re blinding light to bask in, my prize;
My stamina put to task.
To praising your visage I give rise;
Sweet honey from the Golden Flask.
As I carry onward still;
To surrender my beating heart.
Dread pours into mine Soul to fill;
We are still lives apart.