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My heart aches for you this day.
Your memory won't go away.
How I long for your gentle touch.
The sound of your voice, I want it so much.
In this solitude I sit all alone
and subconsciously reach for the phone.
The numbers, now dialed in a string,
I wait patiently thru all the rings.
For one minute my heart will rejoice,
listening contented to your melodious voice.
Now satisfied, I still sit here alone
as I quietly hang up the phone.
I have no message to record,
it's all said in the unspoken word.
Tomorrow this silence you'll hear
says how much I wanted you near.
And perhaps your face will smile
knowing you were on my mind for awhile.