Every time

My heart races

even as my head

feels like it will split 

I know what I need

and what I don't do

every time I see

a picture of a beautiful

or peaceful place

why do I think

of being there

with you

I know I will

Never be able

To enjoy these things

Without these visions

Because You are more

Lovely and peaceful

Haunting me
you don't have to
be near someone
to like them
but you are always there
the Isolated Italian beach
the clear water by
the Greek island
to icy slopes
of a tall mountain
the dark side of the moon

every place of mystery
of loneliness and joy
the silk curtains
blowing in a tropical breeze
the storm on the ocean
from a safe harbor
and the barren emptiness
of a vast desert