Poetry

So Far Across The Sea

So Far Across The Sea

So Far Across The Sea.
Yet So Close In My Mind.
I Could Touch You,
If It Weren't For The Ocean.
But I Can Dream Of You,
Because Of My Memories.
If My Arms Would Reach,
I Would Hold You Until The Dawn.
I Would Gently Touch Your Face,
So That You Would Know You Are Loved.
If Only Your Lips Were Close Enough To Kiss.
I Would Hold That Memory Forever.
If Only Your Ears Were Close Enough To Hear.
I Would Whisper, "I Love You."

copyright 1999 MICHELLE L. DILLMAN
         
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