I know our hands my never meet, but my soul yearns for you.
I know our eyes may never meet, but my love is true.
I know you’ll never feel my breath in your neck like before,
But I’m sure I’ll never forget you, I’m your Christian you’re my dior.
As surely as the sun sets on every day,
Nothing will ever get in my way.
Eventually your hands will nestle in mine again,
Eventually you’ll be more than my friend.

© Akeem Rowe Kingsinister, 2016


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