After long
Would there be a time, A time of past, my love, When I open my eyes to see yours See your big wide eyes closed afront mine, Hot breath upon my cheek, That dove like purring breath you held. I, feeling a butterfly on my hands, see your eyelids fluttering on my skin. A time when you would hold me so near you, Hug me, So tight that I could barely breath. When you would make that pudding just for me, When you would wait for me to come stir it by your side. When we wouldn't sleep Because we did not want to leave the hug. When you would be done with peace among gods, And come back from the unknown land of gods Just to hold me like you used to, and I would too. Just that I could see me in your eyes, and you in mine. Would there be a time? My Love, A time of past after long.