Soldier Love

Oh, how I miss thee,
My love,
To swaddle me
In your arms
I so desire,
But you seek a certain thrill
That I cannot provide,
My love,
Off fighting for your country
When your real quarrel
Is with me,
With time.
The one that we don't have
Your eyes,
That I shall never see,
My love,
Come back to me.

Without passion, there is no satisfaction - That's what someone important told me.