A thought of you
Brings happiness to my soul.
I close my eyes to paint you
In my dreams, but
I am sadden knowing,  
I will never hug you
or
Hold you.
We are worlds apart and
In two different times.
I know you would draw me the world
or write my happiness, if I asked.
You live in the land
Of The cross forest, a sacred land
For our sacred friendship,
I may never meet you
But
I’m forever yours.