Even when you’re away I long to feel a touch.
Caress my soul if you will.
Compromising within, we are not meant to be, but I still love you so much.
Walking in my faith, "yes," I do want us to be free. How can we grow when you don't even know,
that I am more than what you want, I am who you need.
Our lives divided by distance and time, I search to replace the empty vessel, but my heart is with you beating irregular inside.
I pray that you release my mind.
Bound to you like our inner organs are intertwined.
I wish that we could travel the world, recreating the word LOVE, I think its what I deserve. I naively believe that we could be more than a dream, but in my heart I know, in you a part of me is gone, but this bird is unable to fly without her wings.
© Tawanda Blake
