winter phone calls

January 19, 2014
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It never was the rush
For those so high rarely realize the low
It was those moments between blankets
Where we shared emotions drank from between receivers
And where quiet phrases dulled the burn of loneliness
It was in those quiet moments,
When all we were was ordinary
That I decided time could never be enough
With you

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