A/N: Okay this was just something that popped into my head one morning and I just had to write it down.I might be doing a fanfic with this, but I'm not sure so it's up to you to decide. Hope you enjoy.
Summary: One day while waiting for Bumblebee to call them, Jazz sits on the moon and gets bored. he decided to write a poem to his bonded Prowl, to get his feelings down on paper in case he doesn't make it. this is the poem he wrote.
I don't own Transformers but I constantly pray to Primus that I will.
While sitting on this rock,
Called a 'moon' by those below,
I write this little poem
Needing you to know.
Out here in the empty void,
I think of you nonstop.
My spark grows sad and lonely,
Wishing for your touch.
We go from world to world,
Hoping to find the All Spark.
But as our search continues on,
I hope to find your touch.
When I dream I feel your body
And your hands that caress so nice.
I feel your lips eat mine,
And I hunger for your touch.
I miss seeing you walk and talk,
Miss watching your door wings twitch.
My berth is cold without you,
No warmth without your touch.
I love it when you smile,
Or when you chuckle at my jokes.
I just hope you'll do it more,
As I contemplate your touch.
My life just has no meaning,
If I can't see you at all.
And I miss the little scraps and cuts,
I get when in your touch.
And so to my loving Prowl,
I hope to read this to you.
And maybe very soon,
I'll get to feel your touch.
