I Like To Write Poetry

Two hearts on fire,
Through the glass,
This raw desire,
Although it's not meant to last.

No one can stop me,
From loving you,
No one can see,
What your love can do.

To caress your skin gently,
To brush my fingers through your hair,
To hold you solemnly,
Though you're just not there.

So close, Face to face,
Something so unrealistic,
So far, Place to place,
Internet love can be horrific.