Its as if your face <br />was etched within my soul, <br />thinking of your blue eyes <br />could make me lose control. <br />Then there are your hands <br />they are so warm and safe. <br />Oh then my love... <br />I dream of your embrace. <br />Your lips upon my lips, <br />your breath warm on my cheek, <br />the many miles between us now, <br />the sweet kind words you speak... <br />please whisper them into my ear, <br />lean close into the phone, <br />until the day the airplace comes~ <br />and brings you safely home. <br /> <br />Written in October 2004.<br /><br />Shelley L Baxter Stanley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/miles-between-us-2/
