| Phone Calls |
[18 Sep 2008|03:55pm] |
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Justo,
They seem to be getting better with each time you talk to me . . .
I find out more about you and it all has me feeling closer to you.
Do not stop! I rely on the calls to get me through this displacement.
Hurricanes are the worst, taking me away from my home and sending me
Far from you.
I genuinely enjoyed that you made me read your "About Me" to you last night.
Reading your own words about yourself
And listening to my voice echoeing your silent voice -- your words;
That was something --
Something I needed, I can honestly say, to get to know you.
You are just like me, and yet we are so different -- I adore it!
Explicative and poetic and raw -- Honesty in an intricate nutshell.
I wish I could tell you this over the phone, but it needs to
Be spoken while I am facing you -- staring into the earthy depths of
Each others' eyes and falling for each other even harder than before.
So I will leave it as an unsent letter.
I am starving for more about you, love.
Yours until you break my heart,
Kahlia
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