Apart
I know you are with me,
Each time I hold your thought,
We could part a million miles,
I know you'll answer what I've sought.
But to hear your voice is bliss,
Unlike I have ever known,
A connection to this Love,
That within me you have grown.
And how this ever happened,
I do not give a whim,
For I know I'm deserving,
Of this Love that you've let in.
And it may be a moment,
Or it may be years to come,
Each case I'm always thankful,
For with you to be one...
Copyright © Peter Dillman | Year Posted 2011
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