Are you busy at this moment?
Did you read the messsage I sent?
Can I call you this time?
Can you lend me your time?
Just want to hear your voice
Just want to be rejoiced
To fill these empty words
To shield me from these swords
Time passed by, I had to wait
Hours passed by, I couldn't wait
I had to call you
I had to hear you
Your number is on the screen
Twenty minutes of staring
And something's pulling my hand back
Away from pushing the keypad
But what do I have to lose?
I've got to try
Just this one time
'Cause I've got nothing to lose
So, I'll call you this time
Go and pick up the line
I want to hear it from you
I want to listen to you
Just one 'hi' would be okay
Or anything you could say
I promise I won't judge it
I pray that you would grant it
Lover's Plea
Pretty universal, it happens to us all, the doubt, the wondering, the hesitation. Enjoyed pulling the hands from the keypad...the image captured the entire poem excellently well. Your reader numbers are soaring for good cause. Your comments on the work of other poets would be enlightening. You rock! - Lady A