Nordic Friend

Your face haunts me,
haunting yet comforting.
It feels warmer,
warmer than a Lapland summer.


     Your touch brings joy.

     Your embrace brings safety.

     But somehow I feel a distance.

     I reach out, but the distance remains afar.


Why should it matter ?

An hour with you feels like a day.

Your smile brings clarity to my heart.

I wish this building didn’t separate us,

A temporary building.

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