Each time I think of you
my heart beats faster and faster
then ever before
every move we make must me quite
all my sketches piled
I wish I could give them to you
for all the nights you sing
and you encourage me
every night you stay wake
so I may cry on your shoulder
your voice is my comfort
for I cannot touch or feel
the warmth of you skin
not yet
but for 732 more days
I will sketch my dreams
to be in your arms again
and dance the way
we once did
