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Jul 2016
The Phone Call

It was so nice seeing you again.
It brought back the memories
filling my heart with the music
you played when we were together.
I loved you so much then so very much
She said

I feel the tears forming in my eyes
Just waiting for their release.
The pain of the silence when
the phone call ends
and you will be gone back to him.

My head is filled with love songs
we always played music
Do you remember?
Romantic music wine and
the *******
it was so lovely
She said

Desolation fills my heart
I remember so well every moment
My heart now a vacant space since you left.
It will remain that way for a long time yet.
I see you making love to him that way
as I close my eyes.

We had something special
you and I you know
At times I could feel
your fingers touching my heart
allowing me to breathe
to beat and to feel
she said

I tell her I am doing just fine
But I must go.
And that my date was arriving shortly.
It was two lies
Neither was true

A gentle misty
rain fell all that night
But I hardly noticed
Through my tears.
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
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