Between the Kisses and Distances

Between The Kisses And Distances What is that shape now taking place out there? If distance could have a name it would be passion A hunger for my love as she draws near Eye candy on the wind is fashioned Distances grow remote, in a faraway place Filled with emptiness and the unknown I’m fevered, with anxiety, until I see her face Until she is here with me and safe at home I study every step my precious love makes Coming from the distance brings her closer still A small figure against what a vast landscape takes Hair flowing out along the cliffs and hills Between the kisses and distances mysteries are born Like magic she appears with glowing face and smiles Our love will keep us fireplace warm To savor Valentine embraces and kisses along the miles Created on 1/21/15 for Mystic Rose’s – “Magic Kisses And Valentine Wishes” – Poetry contest