A cute little poem by my brother

                       My wet,cheeks, longing-
                       for the warmth of your hand.
                      This sleepless night, thinking-
                      that little wish was enough.
                     My sobbing heart, aching-
                     for you to soothe me.
                    Been waiting for a long time,
               long time! which seems like eternity
                      "Why isn't he calling me?"
                                       Finally.....
                  My lips grew into a smile,
                 That little wish and comfort,
                  Made me love the night.....
                       He knew the magic,
                                the Magic of Love......