Far
away from your arms, I hold you tight.
Between
us are mountains, our worlds divide,
I
reach out and grab your hard,
And
make you lay here by my side,
I
feel your warmth though miles apart,
For
you are a resident of my heart,
A
warm comfort, your memories do serve,
When
eternal bliss is not for me to have, nor hold.
Recca
Sales
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