Distance of Arms

My bed is cold

My hands are empty

My stomach turns

My eyes drip plenty


My mind is grey

My world is sepia

Double for single

Makes life seem easier.


But when you call

And I hear your voice

My body lifts

It's the right choice


To be with you

Yet so far away

Is not so painful

When you come stay


I know I chose

Your open face

Your azure pools

Make my pulse race


The happy times

Take out the sting

Sitting alone

Is no cruel thing.


My heart feels worth

Linked to you

Across the skies

Boundaries are few.


In you I find

The warmth I need

With a satisfied mind

This world to leave.




The End

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