I just heard (and bought) "Valley of the minds eye" that reminded me of a poem I wrote some years back on an airplane napkin.
Sitting on a plane, I realized I left my heart behind. Closing my eyes, I realized love knows no distance.
Of Love and Distance
Your voice in my ear
Close as my heartbeat,
Waking without you
The day's incomplete.
Sun still shines
With a dimmer light,
Flowers still bloom
Paler shades of bright.
Lips touch yours
Through a picture frame,
Hoping love's zephyr
Brings you the same.
Night's cloaked dreams
Fruits bearing your face,
Of bodies entwined
In a motionless race.
Close your eyes
Close the distance,
For in my life
You are the difference.
John Henry Buscher
Copyright ©2006 John Henry Buscher
