I cast my eyes on the blanket of stars,
As I walk along the beach.
I think of your smile, your calming voice,
But like those stars, they’re out of reach.
I wonder what it feels like,
To be held in your embrace.
To hear you whisper in my ear,
To caress your smiling face.
To feel your fingers’ tender touch,
As you run them through my hair.
These are the thoughts that fill my nights,
And I ache ’cause you’re not there.
For now, it’s just a fantasy,
To play over in my head.
My thoughts begin their nightly dance,
As I lay awake in bed.
Choma
