Call Me More
As I get ready to say goodnight, before the lights go off
I whisper words across the room and send them on aloft
The words I speak express my love to ears that cannot hear
But if you could here's what you would if you were standing near
I love your sense of humor, I love the way you talk
I love your perseverance, I love it when you walk
Into the room and I look up and see you coming in
Pretending I don't notice but goosebumps on my skin
Emerge and cause my heart to pump, beating out a song
To the rhythm of "I love you", and for your love I long
I love the way you use your voice, I love it when you call
My telephone reveals your name and then I center all
My focus on the voice that's on the other end
Pretending we're together and so much more than friends
There's lots and lots that I can tell, lots more that I can say
But this poem is already long, so I will another day
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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