When the cold dawn air nips,
I yearn for your loving warmth,
The kind of heat that spreads through
From my chest to the tips of my toes.

At the times when we say nothing,
Just gaze at each other through our screens
And tears roll as our hearts begin to sing
I am alive, more so than I've ever been.

My fingers start to scratch my chest
And I am robbed off of my breath.
Darling, after all this time, I am.
I am yours even past the setting West.