My hands on the cool window-sill
I gaze at a jet black sky
Spring breeze on my neck
Hands caress
Sweet freshness on my cheek
Lovers breath
You live in all the spaces of my life
Starting from the edge of my lips
When I send a kiss to you
Countless molecules bump each other
Particle to particle touching
Sooner or later they touch your mouth
Dance softly on your lips
How can there be such frustrating distance
Yet none whatsoever