Not Seen, But Heard

Distance

My little heart is not enough, not enough to hold your love.

My inferior mouth is not enough, not enough to tell your worth.

My words are trying to tell it, though,

How much you mean to me, oh

But these are just Ink on Paper-

When will I see you later?

From the depths of ocean, I'll bring you pearls to light your

face.

From all distress which you saved;

You're filling me with all your grace.

Friend, it has been long since we talked

When shall we again, laugh?

The memory of your smiles, never ceases

But the pain of not being with you- increases.

Hope is a word far too used...

I just want you out of your ruse.

Break a smile and warm my heart.

Laugh through your eyes and fill me with your art.