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A Phone Call Away

A Phone Call Away

I am empty in my heart, as I remember our love, so deep, and so complete

Though I am far away, maybe a thousand miles, I still feel your breath upon my face

A phone call away, though you never seem to speak, I try to reach you, but the line is busy

What I want so bad, I can not have, it is only one thing, it is you, and your body connected

to mine

The times that we spent, the earth was never the same, it was shaken, it rocked

And now, all my memories are in this snow ball of life, I shake it, and the snow just falls

It never really lands, it only gives a meaning of a spirit, once a true love, now a plastic ball

A phone call away, just to say, I still care, I still remember, and I still forgive you

Can this memory ever fade, or shall I take it to my grave, with you in my heart, in my mind

And this fake crystal ball of life, will take me to your voice, in another far away place

As I make my last phone call, far away,  a love so far away

Just a phone call away

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Highly romantic verse dear Poetess Nancy, my five stars, I like the below lines

A phone call away, just to say, I still care, I still remember, and I still forgive you

Can this memory ever fade, or shall I take it to my grave, with you in my heart, in my mind

Love & Hugs

Willy

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