MY LOVER IS A TRAVELLER.
I love the feeling,
When I'm hit by the wind,
It's cool and it's chilling,
When I'm hit lying by the sea.
I could do with a drink,
But I'm not thirsty for it.
And not the tastiest bite,
Even interests me for now.
All I truly desire,
Is to be by my lover.
Having good time,
Just like the others.
But that's not gonna be,
Though I wish it will,
Because he's far away,
In a different city, he's left for a trip.
As much as I need him,
I feel the world needs him more,
And if I should stop to love him,
I'll try but only love him more.
I know he loves me,
He did say he loved me!
Will he ever reciprocate this feeling?
I can't keep from thinking.
Oh my little heart!!
How long shall you ponder,
About my lover,
Who is a Traveller. 
Her fingers writes about her lover
......
Even as distance part us,
We still connected
like electricity and shock.
Every night,
My little heart play me the sound in your big chest,
Every night I put the puzzle together
And every night the solution is the same
It never changed from I love you
I pray not for you.
My prayers are to the world,
That they let me have a taste of that which my heart pays for.
Though the distance be far,
I still feel you near.
But I want more...
Lovely poem. Simple and straightforward