Angels On Speed-dial - Idy

I like the way that my shirt smells
when its been in your embrace.
And I dig the way that my hand feels
when yours keeps it company.
Under these overcast skies,
looking pretty as a picture
that Ill tape inside my notebook.
I just wish I had some answers.

Answers to this pandemic
that we suffer known as distance;
and Im throwing coins in the river
in a fit of formal wishing.
Am I just wasting my money
missing something so lovely?
No. Damn, say it twice,
Ill hold you hand when our eyes meet again.

Because I love, I love your smile
and I like, I like your style,
and its so unfortunate dear that I can only stay a short while.