Staring at the sky i see you,
like the dove amongs many
birds you stand out, i stretch
my hands to feel your beauty
but distance play a massive
role here, through pictures i know
your cute smiles. Far but our bloods
knows each other, my eyes
are starving to for yours, my
hands are longing for yours,
my lips are wet and waiting
for your cheeks, sometimes
doubts catch up with me, still
i send kisses, love and hugs
through the breeze that find it
way across the atlantic ocean.
Till we meet you are and always
be my distance relation.
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