On a misty day

My face feels air like the old memories…

I look back and pray, not once

But so many times, over and over

Calling your name and longing for your touch

And hoping somewhere out there … faraway,

You have closed your eyes and thinking of the one, who

Breathes nothing but your name,

Feels nothing but your touch,

Reaches for nothing but your hands

Take my heart in your hands from faraway

If I deserve your touch