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One Night

"I'll call tonight." That is what you said leaving me asleep in the bed. The day moved by quickly faster than I could think and it was over in a blink. I watched the clock and patiently I waited the sense of fear unabated. The phone had a dial tone as there I sat alone but it never rang. I'll call tonight isn't that what you said, beside the phone, your note I read. Thank you for your time the pleasure all was mine give me a call again. One night with you was a fool hearty endeavor for those seven minutes of questionable pleasure.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 4/25/2016 11:48:00 AM
I'd call 7 minutes a lot more than "questionable." That's all I'm going to write. ;)
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