My heart is longing for yours,
so.
My body aches and tenses,
and wonders,
where did my love
go?
My mind races and dances,
to the field of moments and
fro.
My eyes give generously,
dousing seeds of my
sorrow.
Yet something in me dares to hope,
waits for you to
show.
Because if all of me can't understand,
then neither can I
know.
