Oh, how I yearn to be with you now

Instead of alone as my thoughts plow

Over our past; our joy and our pain

Gleaning for shoots which hope can sustain

Our love needs more than distance and drought

Needs rain of touch to sizzle and sprout

Warm words that seed; new tingles that bloom

Feeding our passion; ending drought's gloom

But silent distance sows weedy thoughts

Smothering hope for love's garden plots

Return to my arms; feel my desire

Let our love grow as our hearts require

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