In the night,
And from the distance,
I admire you,
I swim in your words,
I fly with your words,
Like a silver sparrow,
Wounded by a golden arrow,
I dare not approach the Sun,
For fear of being burned.
It's alright,
Your light is bright enough,
To excite all my tomorrows,
Even though, we've never met,
I'm still,
Lovingly yours, tonight,
And every night that follows.
Sandra Feldman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lovingly-yours/
