Romantic Poetry: Those Beautiful Things You Say

Ever second is like an hour
Every hour like a day
I'm going crazy to hear your voice
And all those beautiful things you say

Remember that night we played
Talking sexy on the telephone
We explored the unknown
Leaving no unturned stone

It was like unraveling a mystery
And finding another at the end
We went at it for hours
Neither one of us would bend

Now silence fills my home
My phone hasn't rang in days
I know you need to do your thing
But I miss those beautiful things you say

I keep remembering each word
As if you were whispering in my ear
It makes it so hard to wait
So hard for you not to be here