Sometimes my thoughts wander,
Our love envelops my mind,
Gently caressing my awareness,
Your charm, like a spell, so kind.
You truly make my heart beat,
Held within my imagination,
For we can never truly meet,
As heaven and earth splits our foundation.
Yet despite this, I hold fast,
To the hope I long and cherish,
Though you're far, love's forecast,
I'll fight for you, won't let it perish.
Even if it means I must soar,
Through the skies to reach you near,
I'd do it all, and more,
For the love I hold so dear.
- Jerry N. Bustillo