NOTES TO MEDASPASSION

Do I miss her? You can bet! The pain of it is hearing her laughter
on the other side of the divide; calling to let me know it's raining
and she is feeling all cold.
Don't tell me you understand my frustration,
when you really dont't.
But the beauty of it all is that with internet, I could "be with her" on online
as well as make those next to nothing calls.
The other day, she was just her naughty self even though she was'nt really feeling well.
I could hear her laughter rich and deep as she pranced about
to assure me that all was well with her.
Hey, one of us just has to cross the ocean so we could entwine
our fingers together under the starry eyed night!