Phone Calls (poem)

Another night will find him on the phone

Unfolding magic for a faithful ear

In meaning only lovers’ hearts can hear

Assurances that they are not alone

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The music in his whispers become clear

As yearnings learn the meaning of postpone

And promises of kisses may atone

Wherever their tomorrows will appear

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And as he sings the shadows gently sigh

For even they now miss the light of day

When they withheld warm secrets from the sun

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But for his songs they offer no reply

For even they now wish the tears away

To days before these phone calls had begun

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B Brian Hill 14 months ago from Long Island, New York

Very emotional poem. I can feel the hope, yearning and sadness. There is so much discontent in phone calls, multiple meanings and interpretations. People yearn to be together. The phone is such an incomplete satisfaction of that desire, which I feel in your emotions here. Loved the song!


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manatita44 14 months ago from london

An incredibly beautiful poem, Martin, and you've capped it all with the man John Legend, the God of love-songs.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 13 months ago from Riga, Latvia

A lovely poem and reminds me of all those times I eagerly awaited phone calls.

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