"I sit, i think as each day goes by.
Your here, your near with so much to say.
Silent conversation fills my mind.
Words spoken softly, with your mouth, and lips of a dusty dry.
I would offer you a liquid to moisten them for you,
rather a kiss is born, as i hoped for too.
We are far, but so close, yet i feel your hand in mine,
but not feeling your flesh, seems like a horrid crime.
A breeze comes in from the east,
the location of where you live.
The fragrance of the Jersey Shore surrounds me
on that day we drove to our secret abyss.
An unforgettable day will soon be replaced,
as for now this distant relationship will end,
then again we become face to face."