Distance

Sometimes I want to get you,

At the distance of writing letters. 

Where, 

My words will reach you, 

Keeping me at a distance. 

And me? 

Waiting for them to come,

I will only wait with keen desire. 

Then, One day, 

The sound of the stern, 

I will open the door, 

Who is standing at my address,

No one of them is having a known face.