though we are far apart
our hearts are close as ever
in perfect synch
as always

your life is yours
just as mine is mine
but the time spent
as you lay in my arms
our spirits seem as one

your beauty
like the warm sunrise of a winter morning
keeps me strong
through the times we must be apart

i will trek the endless miles of scathing desert
without an end in sight
until i reach the oasis
and find you waiting there

the time is near now
when i can see you again
if absence makes the heart grow fonder
then my love for you knows no distance

--Peter Johnson, 1995