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Long Distance Call (Freeverse)

Sitting by the window in the pale moonlight looking out into the darkness waiting, to hear her heartbeat on the breeze. My eyes searching the shadows, a glimpse of my love as a snowy owl drifts by, the sigh in my heart matching the feathered hush of silently flexed wings. I hear the vibrating voice by the pond a frog prince calling his mate and they rumba across the lily pads and out of sight. Tears prick beneath eyelids, my heart begins to cry then I feel the breeze touch my cheek I know she has kissed me and as I whisper 'I love you' I hear her heart beat touch mine.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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