Deeply yearning for your sweet embrace.
To softly running fingers across your face.
Your scent so powerfully overwhelming.
Tucked in so tightly away from the world, exchanging passions lost to everyone else.

A sense of home, of passion, of trust. Something that'll leave everything else in the dust.
Nothing more, nothing less, just your head upon my chest.
That peace it brings, makes your soul sing. The time it takes to appreciate, a downfall so many have succumbed to.
Anchored by the weight of your sins.
Let go of the past, else it won't last.

Yet, there's hope.
A glimmer.
An ember.
The memories at night, that will you to remember.
So lost in thought, desire and torment.
To the next chance we get to reclaim our moment.
A distance so trivial yet so far, will never overcome the power of the heart.