Every Time

this is some prose I wrote for a contest that turned out not to exist, i wrote it anyway.

every time I think of you, my dear,
across the lonely sea,
so far away from me,
and yet, not so distant.

I remember you, your warm embrace,
the soft touch of your hand.
across the lonely sea,
in a land that is not your own,
yet has become your home.

Someday, we will be together
in this great land,
making a home of our own.
across the lonely sea,
so far from where you are.

Every time I think of you, my dear,
I remember...across the lonely sea.