Wishing you were here again,
to shorten winter's night;
to curl up to my backside,
until the morning's light.

Wishing you were here again,
so my sleep would be just fine;
and we could share together,
the dregs of last night's wine.

Wishing you were close once more,
so I could touch your face;
hold you close within my arms,
in one great big embrace.

Wishing you were here, with me,
to put my heart together;
to ease my tortured thoughts,
to tell you you're my treasure.

Wishing you were here again,
with days that would not end;
to rectify my wounded soul,
and my broken heart, to mend.