Midnight Call

I fumbled
across the bed;
clutching,
cradling,
hugging
the phone
close to my ear;
tingling
with excitement.
It would be love
now,
free;
no more
love affair.
His voice,
low and intense,
rushed at me.
IMissYou
IWantToHoldYou
ILoveYou.
A question
and a pause.
I can’t leave her yet.
The phone turned to stone
and a river
tumbled me away.

Prompts: Adele Kenny for phone poems and Three Word Wednesday for affair, expectation and free.

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4 thoughts on “Midnight Call

  1. Beautiful Annette. What a history you and Brett have….two very happy people. You are both very fortunate to have found each other again and it is so obvious that you have an amazing relationship.

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