Longing Heart

Our feet tread lightly

on the cool beach sand.

A warm wind comes to me

from a long off, distant cove.

The wind caressed my skin

making me long for you.

It leaves a sweet, warm kiss

against my already flushed cheek.

You walk with me slowly

but on a distant shore.

Both of us are longing

to be at the other’s side.

Closing my eyes tightly

your face in my mind’s eye.

My heart is racing, aching,

wanting to be by you.

Reaching our to you

on that distant shore

I long for your touch

with a dying, longing heart