In these moments, dear, how I long for your touch,
To feel the warmth of your breath on my skin,
But all I have are these fragmented words,
And the hope that somehow they will let you in.

So I'll weave a tapestry of love and pain,
With threads of longing and whispers of desire,
In hopes that it will bridge this vast divide,
And ignite the flames of passion that never tire.

For in this vast expanse of silence and stillness,
I find solace in the echoes of our past,
Where laughter and joy once filled the air,
And our love's flame...