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someone’s calling on the phone
unless it’s you, I’m not home
the house could burn, and crumble too,
I answer no one, only you.

it’s been ringing all the day,
but I don’t have a word to say
to others I am deaf and blind;
someone else is on my mind.

the handset’s blinking in its stand;
I brush it with a wistful hand
the messages, good and true,
but I won’t reply, for its not you.

family text, why not call?
they don’t understand at all
I just can’t afford the time,
If you are on the other line.

the threads are flowing, back and forth,
asking what a friendship’s worth
bellowing their urgencies,
but I am deaf to all their pleas.

the waiting I can hardly stand,
the mobile humming in my hand
someone’s trying to get through;
I talk to no one, only you.

leave a message, call past due
I talk to no one, only you.

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Only You

Contributed by spike on Monday, 25th July 2016 @ 09:54:13 PM in AEST
Topic: obsession

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someone’s calling on the phone
unless it’s you, I’m not home
the house could burn, and crumble too,
I answer no one, only you.

it’s been ringing all the day,
but I don’t have a word to say
to others I am deaf and blind;
someone else is on my mind.

the handset’s blinking in its stand;
I brush it with a wistful hand
the messages, good and true,
but I won’t reply, for its not you.

family text, why not call?
they don’t understand at all
I just can’t afford the time,
If you are on the other line.

the threads are flowing, back and forth,
asking what a friendship’s worth
bellowing their urgencies,
but I am deaf to all their pleas.

the waiting I can hardly stand,
the mobile humming in my hand
someone’s trying to get through;
I talk to no one, only you.

leave a message, call past due
I talk to no one, only you.

Copyright Â© spike ... [ 2016-07-25 21:54:13]
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Re: Only You (User Rating: 1 )
by purplestary on Monday, 25th July 2016 @ 10:58:37 PM AEST
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Great words written here. you/'/re right in the beginning. I am waiting to.

Re: Only You (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Wednesday, 27th July 2016 @ 10:49:05 AM AEST
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ha ha
cell phone blues
I know that feeling......

Re: Only You (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Wednesday, 27th July 2016 @ 01:34:58 PM AEST
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I wonder, the the call finally come?
All that anguish and frustration, surely there was a positive outcome.
Hopefully you are not still waiting.

Steve

Re: Only You (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Monday, 1st August 2016 @ 05:23:36 PM AEST
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Opportunity knocks (or rings!)
Doesn/'/t mean we/'/re answering!
Family, loved ones so persistent;
But your heart is sales resistant!

I love the last line, which ties your message into a gift with a bow!
Leave a message, call past due;
I talk to no one, only you!
With so much white noise coming at us every moment, of every day, it amazes me that we haven/'/t gone entirely deaf in self defense!

Thank you for the reminder that we have only not to answer the call!
softerware

Re: Only You (User Rating: 1 )
by Loende on Tuesday, 9th August 2016 @ 12:00:13 AM AEST
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Ok. I get this. I really get this.
I often long for the good old days
when there was less expectation
even in waiting. I nodded my head.
through the whole damn thing.
Well played, sir. Well played.

Be well,
~dawn

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