I long for you
my distant heart,
rueing each mile
that keeps us apart.



My gems, my spoils,
my most sought prize
lies in your touch
and in your eyes.



And the only thing
that appeases me
are thoughts of you
and what will be.



For the season ahead
promises fair weather
where our loving hearts
reside together.



And I can bear this
yearning and sorrow
when your heart's with mine
on the breast of tomorrow.



Until then I'll keep
these dreams of you
warm in a heart that's
loyal and true.