We stand on separate shores,
we stand on separate worlds,
millions of miles away.

I feel as though time and space,
hold as both at bay,
far from where our hands can touch.

From far, I can still feel your love,
but that is not enough,
what I would do just to see your face.

Just to be in the same place,
just to have the bittersweet taste,
of your lips.

But we sit on different planes,
different dimensions,
far, far away,
so I wait.