Tuesday, March 15, 2011

to think i hated phones

it was a magic little box majestic in it's black and silver casing yet simple. 
simply underestimated in power. power which carries you in my pocket. 
a pocket which earnestly, selflessly waits to surrender the box to my ear. 
my ear then bathed in the sweet caress of your 
voice. 
the voice which reaches into my soul and brings us 
together. 
the together that i cherish when you're not 
home
home that i feel when we are here.

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  1. i just love you. what can i say. what is better than a boyfriend who writes you poetry?

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