Arriving there is always sweet,
Embracing you our lost mouths meet,
Our journies always fun and wild,
I long for you just like a child.

You treat me with such love and grace,
I love your heart, I love your face,
I feel so safe when I'm with you,
You hold me tight the whole night through.

You reassure me when I'm down,
You fool around, and act the clown,
You sense I'm down before I do,
And spring to life to pull me through.

But comes the time that I must go,
My heart feals heavy, weary so,
I cling to you and cry my tears,
You kiss them gone and wipe them clear.

The passing days bleed into weeks,
My empty bed is cold and bleek,
The wait for you seems endless at times,
I manage It by making rhymes.

I yearn for when we next entwine,
And I can briefly make you mine,
I vow to make this permanent,
And try to make you more content.

But until then, this endless wait,
Is necessary, it's our fate,
But one day we will be as one,
I promise love, to you I run.....

For you Rob x