My Longing Poem by My love loves me not

I long to kiss your lips,
to hold your hand,
to smell your hair.

I long for your beautiful face,
for your incredible wits
and your musical voice.

I long to see you again under a bright sun,
smiling happily,
joyful and in cheer.

I long to be there for you,
to help you when in need,
and to drive danger from you.

I long for your touch,
your scent,
and your care.

I long for,
and long for,
but will I ever?