I have seen the magic of tall mountains
blood red sunsets sinking down on my life
walked oak wooded dales and leafy larch lanes.
But I really wish you were here.
Kicked up soft sand on a pink coral beach
run barefoot through fields of barley and corn
felt fresh falling rain on my upturned face.
But I really wish you were here.
To share one moment of lavender scent
laughter and light as you walk in the room
may I forfeit all the wonders I've seen
for a touch, a mere whisper of you .
I scan velvet skies for your star each night
oh, I really wish you were here.
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