By deevaa
Date: 17 April 2000
the phone call
The ring is muffled by my jacket,
its starting to rain now.
Winter is coming.
A glance at caller ID - 6 zeros?
I answer -- confusion in my voice,
international?
on my cellphone?
Your voice.
"I wanted to call to say I was thinking of you"
Slightly shy, but clear.
my heart jumps.
I'm silent, speechless.
"Oh, I hope your not angry? I know we agreed..."
"NO! umm.. no, no... wow - I just can't believe...."
We are both silent - phones clutched to our ears
You speak to me by silence,
I breath deep, inhaling your presence.
Then we both start to talk at once.
You have to rush, a meeting to go to,
your day, just starting as mine ends.
Long after we've both hung up,
I stand, silent in the hall
thinking.
and you speak to me with silence.
and its starting to rain.
Winter is coming.
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