POEM 17
My heart jumps for the every
Each time the phone rang
Picking up each phone call
Wishing it's your voice
That I'm hearing
My heart sinks for the every
Phone call which is not from you
My heart just melts for the every
Phone call from you
You voice seems to be like
The most perfect potion
To cure the pain of missing you
Somehow all these seem to be
Making me feeling even more miserable
Cuz that's when I feel that
I can never let go of you
[3/10/2002]
-for 32-
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