My first and final phone call

In the midst of a wintry night, a love unfurrowed to take flight..

Sweet days had gone as I sat in front of a gloomy night.

Thinking of any way to make myself cheerful and bright

Upon my very eyes, everything seems black and white

I was in reverie, I didn't know what was wrong and what was right?

Tis was many hours before the dawn,

Yet all should have been in bed;

My loved ones faces filled the night;

.For My heart was filled with dread.

I had blood oozing out my veins

Even that couldn't satiate my need for pain

I wondered if my death was what I needed

Or was that to be too little too late

The sky was empty

Except the new moon,

My clock conducted

An eerie blank tune,

The call that came in my black sleep

Awakened me with a fright of sea,

At three, the silence broke

The peaceful calm of night,

But it was a night to remember and cherished even more

.The phone rang auto

And up I did spring,

Much too scared was I, not to

To Answer that darn thing.

I struggled for composure as

I reached to grab the phone;

My stomach squeaked with inflamed light, my burning heart sighed

"Who was it?", I thought

But say I did not,

"It is I", said she

And the phone turned hot.

Pain sheared my ears and veins

Like the Words of invisible knife that goes deeper with each

Word spoken until it makes it through,

As It splashed through my brain

And poured out my eyes

Like blood in a drain.

I cried as she spoke

Of sinister things,

Of wanting the world

And envying wings.

For It was the voice of a shield maiden.

.Her eternal the voice spoke of seduction

Eroticism, witticism and full of compassion

Rubbing on me

Kissing me

Whispering to me........

I Love You

A voice that prompts thoughts

Of Nights of wild abandon

Of full moons.... Above warm tropical rains

Of long moonlit walks on the sands

Of fine wines and blessed candlelit dinners

Of romantic destinations, nights filled by sighs AND scream

A woman she was whose song was an epitome of

Intelligence, inventiveness, romance, and heaven-sent

Knowledgeable about so many subjects relentless and with undying gleam

With a voice that entrances sweet and direct

A woman's maturity and a little girl's innocence

Simple naiveté and seductive temptress

A complex woman without a doubt

A siren perhaps, singing to tout

Chivalry, sensitivity, and love

Her voice spoke volumes

The velvety smoothness of it…

The teasing of her words…

Or was it something else,

I was not sure of?

My desire for

Her

Her scent?

Of sex?

Of lust?

Of Love?…

Of her Feel?

But I hide behind masks hoping

She will not see the real me.

The me that was damaged

By the misfortunes of yesterday's deeds

I always felt myself changing slowly but surely

Into something

Was it a dreaded beast deep within?

And wanting to be a perfectionist on everything

Trying to not let people down again

Was this the real me?

I was tired of searching,

Tired of running

Tired of fighting

Tired of hiding

For the cause that was not my own in writing,

BUt She made me realize

I was not alone in this battle

I had her who understood who I was,

That was a night to remember

For She made me feel as I was special,

Like I was all she wanted to see,

The only thing I didn't understand,

Is why she chose me.

Her voice beckoned me to Go to sleep and kissed me in my eyes,

For I always dreamt of bleeding heart burning through my life

But this night was something different,

As She caressed me to rest

Her peaceful dreams,

Of twinkling stars and shining moon beam

Made me go to rest

The mighty sun rose high as the darkness gave its way

I woke up from my aeonic slumber and found myself a way

I thought this was a dream indeed for I was in my lay

But the phone was on my heart lying like a gay...

But Alas I could never find her

The angel of my dreams

My search ended outright

For it was not my place to be,

I called it quits and decided to sell my phone

But just as the night turned on again the phone rang again

For this was my First and final phone call till this very end

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