Thoughts of You

Thoughts of you run through my mind
I imagine where you are
Is it possible for me to love
Someone who lives so far?

I dream of you caressing me
From my head down to my toe
Is Cupid playing tricks on me
By drawing back his bow?

It's silly to think I feel this way
For a man I met online
But things happen for a reason
Is fate showing a sign?

For now I'll leave it in fate's hands
'Cause things were meant to be
And hopefully the day will come
Where you will be with me.



"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet."

- Plato