Your touch <br />Forgotten. <br />(For in distance, <br />Touch grows cold.) <br />Your smile <br />Grows dim. <br />(For the miles between <br />Have obscured my eyes.) <br />Somehow, <br />Despite all I have sacrificed <br />To distance, <br />Your heart remains near. <br />(For distance can bind <br />Two hearts against all.)<br /><br />James Grengs<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-10-28-04/
