Beautiful...

Although we have to be apart
We'll always be together
Close enough in mind and heart
To manage any weather.
Reality is often bleak
But love remains inside
A glass house on a mountain peak
The wintry world beside.

Love can build its own four walls
And heat its own small room.
Through icy winds and blinding squalls
Love can be in bloom.

Though continents drift far downstream
And mountains disappear
And life dissolve into a dream
Our love will still be here
You'll turn, and I'll be here.
-copyright by Nicholas Gordon