It seems to know the way,
Even through 1500 miles of
Earth, asphault, and water,
Since that's how far you are.

My heart longs for your touch,
Your physical connection.
But our contacts will do, for now;
There's no other choice.

My dear, love is a fleeting dream,
One to be seized when it comes by.
1500 miles may separate us physically,
But I've never this closer.