All though my day i think of you.
I miss you with each passing moment,
longing for your conversation, just
to hear your voice.
As i look forward to the end of each day,
So i can see you later.
I miss your touch and warm embrace.
I'll hold you again soon,
when i see you later.
I'll hold you till the morning comes.
I lay and think of you waiting
for sleep to come so i can
see you later,
When in my dreams you do come
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem