Worlds apart— I feel your touch
Foreign from a place I know—
Memories— yet it’s sometimes too much
For the wings I wish to borrow
Wings I wish to wear—
To fly across these skies
To hold you and to bare
The love that—within me cries
To tell you— what your comfort brings
A foreign language I sought to learn
But the language of love is what sings—
It’s for you— I do yearn
Time, I wish to travel through—
With wings that eagerly soar
To you and only you—
For my heart just wants more
“Aw!” I can feel the yearning, in the imagery of wings, of distance, skies and soaring. Wonderful use of imagery to portray intensity of emotions.