Henry
Though you reach out to me only with your mind,
I feel your gentle touch upon my skin.
Though you can embrace me only in your heart,
I feel myself caressed in your loving arms.
Though your words must take the place of your kiss,
I taste the sweetness of you fresh upon my lips.
Though we must make love only in our dreams,
I feel the burning ecstacy of your body held to mine.
And though fate has once again kept us apart,
I feel you loving me,
I feel me loving you,
and we stay
as one.
Henry, I wrote this to you
for you are my inspiration, you had taught me to love again.
I will always love you,
and hold you close to my heart. Carzy, huh?
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