when you make that first call to a new love interest


Love wretches the body: The first call

You wait
Your heart beats once
There is silence
There is a million thoughts
You are unmoving
Fixated,
Waiting
Your heart beats once
You can wait
You can't wait
You can't think
You're thinking endlessly
You mind runs away on itself
The phone rings
Your heart stops
There is silence
There is a million thoughts
You inhale
Exhale
The phone rings
Your heart beats once
You mind races
You answer
Your heart beats once




Poetry by Ben Lahnalampi
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Written on 2007-01-07 at 21:24

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