The Plot Unfolds

Posted: November 12, 2006 in All, Blogroll, MY POEMS, poetry

My last cup of coffee, and the mood thickens.Last cigarette,and I think of you.

I wait for the phone to ring,

but the silence screams.

My heart races,

the room spins.

I feel so alone

without your touch.

As I pick up the phone,

the plot unfolds.

 

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