Stuck

I'm stuck at the corner of what could have been and what could be,
Looking desperately for a solution to my questions
And trying to illuminate this stupid fog.
I cannot see more than an inch around
And with arms outstretched I search for you...
Your soft skin under my frozen fingertips,
Your wrm lips against my beating heart,
My arms wrapped tight around your ribs
To push together whatever falls to dust ..
But still there's nothing, we're miles apart...
Me on this side and you behind this fog.