Distance

Your gentle touch of passion
sweetly kisses my cheek.
The only memory I have of you
Burns a perfect image in my mind.

The distance that keeps us apart is fading,
but time isn't on my side.
No matter how safe I feel in your arms,
in your embrace,
Or try to keep fast of your memory,
Your grip of my heart is loosened.
And your actions grow louder,
echoing in my head: It's Over!

I stand in your view,
seeking love.
Your just two steps away from my heart.
Four steps...Eight steps....
The distance calls out my name.