I long to see the distant fields of cows,
The flowing water of catfish farms
that mark the halfway point between my heart
And yours.
I long to feel the last bit of warmth from the setting Sun
Because I know it will soon be replaced by your loving embrace.
I ask you, then…
Do you long to watch the doors and count the minutes
until you feel the grasp of my hands?
Do you long to see the light leave the furthest corners of your room
Because you know only moments remain until our hearts become whole?
Only a few hours until forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem