1000 Miles
The lines stitched into Highways;
the never-ending seams,
on roads that are less traveled,
dividing you and me.
I wish I could unravel,
the fabric in-between,
and tear away the distance,
to bring you close to me.
The lines stitched into Highways;
the never-ending seams,
on roads that are less traveled,
dividing you and me.
I wish I could unravel,
the fabric in-between,
and tear away the distance,
to bring you close to me.
I love you... the way you smile at me. I love you... the way you touch what you can't see. I love you... your hands perfect and for all so strange. I love you... the way you move- so difficult to arrange I love your voice- that I hear in...
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