I often wonder what it would be like
To look into your eyes
Feel your arms around me
Wrapped in your robes of light
It would be incredible!
To be this way just once
Before the special meaning of our meeting changes
If I yearn, if I ache, if I pray
That you, who are so far, are brought closer to me
Even for a day, will I be heard?
Memories last a lifetime they say
What of memories that yearn to assume form
Shape reality
From which I may draw sustenance
For a lifetime, apart!
Anita Atina
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-217/
