Across the Miles
Across the miles, I feel your love,
And know it’s me you’re thinking of.
Across the miles, there’s little to do,
But sit and think warm thoughts of you.
Across the miles I have no choice
But to wait to hear your familiar voice.
So, across the miles I can only say
I was lost without your touch today;
That my need for you was so much more
Than I have ever known before;
Because I could not take your hand,
Or tell you that I understand
That you would choose to be with me
If Time were ours, and we were free.
So, I will wait more empty nights
To kiss your lips when then I might,
And give my love and restore that smile
That went with you across the miles.
Copyright © Jan Pearce | Year Posted 2016
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