Oh distance you
Sleep miles from
Me which is
Too far even
The inches between
Us seem like
Oceans come let
Us moor our
Boats to the
Same dock and
Scrape together as
The seas press
Us tightly together
Oh distance you
Sleep miles from
Me which is
Too far even
The inches between
Us seem like
Oceans come let
Us moor our
Boats to the
Same dock and
Scrape together as
The seas press
Us tightly together
We bathe in
The smiles of
Each other swim
In the laughter
Splashing each other
With jokes and
Teasing bring each
Other the calm
Of embrace and
The affection of
Kisses be with
Me tonight and
Let’s create our
World of passion
Today we meet
Like old friends
To share a
Crust a bowl
Of soup and
A pint of
Ale to reconnect
And share stories
Of self discovery
Every single lifetime
We do this
Find each other
Across the eons
Together again finally
Not at last
Finally when all
The other presents
Have been opened
A small package
Is found tucked
Behind the lowest
Bough not the
Prettiest or the
Biggest not the
One that screams
Here I am
But the one
Like a seashell
Contains the sounds
Of the ocean
Unwrap me you
Did and upon
Peeking inside you
Found my heart
Beating there slowly
For it is
The last present
There to open
I imagine you
Sleeping in the
Bed of fifteen
Pillows there naked
Under linen sheets
Curled into yourself
If I were
There is unfold
You like a
Newspaper and read
Your sleepy eyes
And light lay
My lips to
Thine awakening you
Slowly to this
New our morn