One Day in December...

My voice rings out
over that wire
drifting to that far away place
i call and you listen
caressing my soul with velvety smooth thoughts
yours, the spark to my flint
my ear is sore, yet my heart warms with time
to surpass this is unfathomable
one day i will call out
and watch your lips form the answer
the only difference is the touch
as i fitfully dream of your skin
one time i will call out
only to have your palm silence my cry
eyes laughing cause you are so real
i quite believe i can touch you
one day


xoxo sarah
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