I wish you were,
With me right here,
Staring at my eyes,
With endless pleasing sighs.
Distance can’t part us; does it have any right?
My breath, through the invisible-bridge, reaching you each night,
Thank God! Donne’s thought revives me always,
Never allowing me to give in to sadness.
Even if, for a short time, I’m breathing alone,
My heartbeats indicate you being the healer, I must depend on.