Sam
We stayed up,
on the phone.
And man his voice! such a tone!
From 8 to 12,
No such time passed like a book hidden on a shelve.
It is meaningless, suddenly I saw.
The passion, smooth yet raw.
Hugs and cookies
Copyright © Tiffany Julius | Year Posted 2010
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