1,025 miles

The touch of your skin against mine is gone for now.
The sound of your voice disapears from my mind.
The taste of your lips vanish as i urn to see you looking into my eyes so softly.
Listening to you breathe as you lie in my arms.
Gently rubbing my hands through your hair as you cuddle up on my chest.
Slowly you drift off to sleep as i gently hold you tighter.
Giving in to every temptation.
My eye lids fall heavy as your body warmth aids in my decent into dreams.
Waking up to having to say goodbye.
1,025 miles away.
Unable to feel your touch, unable to see your smile.
Your scent no longer lingers on my clothes.
Visions of days past is all i have for now.
Waiting for the moment our lips can meet again.
Waiting to show you all the thigns i cannot put into words.
In the end, i just want to hold your hand.