My friend, my love –  
Do not just send me your words.  
Send me, as well, sometimes –  
Your touch upon my life.  
My fatigue from the travel  
My thirst from the long day –  
How shall I quench it? I feel at a loss.  
Tell me, my friend –  
That this darkness is filled with You.  
My heart wants to give,  
Not just receive.  
My heart carries with it  
- everywhere –  
Its modest savings.  
Hold out your hand, give it to me.  
I shall hold it in mine. Fill it.  
I shall keep it with me.  
Your presence will fill  
My solitary journey  
With sweet fullness.