The phone rings
My heart stops
I hear your voice
All sounds cease
Taking deep breaths
Not to let you know
With eagerness
I ran to the phone…
Walking by
Your scent stays
I close my eyes
All vanish
Taking deep breaths
Not to let it show
In weakness
My knees are shaking…
Brief contact
Skin to skin
Barely can stand
Hair on end
Taking deep breaths
Not to let you see
With happiness
My heart is racing…
Deep thinking
Future plans
What may become
Such beauty
Ceases all breath
Hope you don’t notice
With hopefulness
I maintain my stare…
So talk to me
And take my breath
Come around
And weaken my knees
Touch me
And stop my heart
Sit there
And launch my mind
…The rest is history
