Telephone
you talked to me on the telephone
and made me smile
made me feel less alone
lights danced outside
and then we laughed
at something someone said
i made you laugh
and for a second
i almost reached inside
and found those parts
that had been hurt before
the parts stored in a room
with a locked door
and we laughed together
it is as real as the smile
and for a while we were happy
it is as light as the smile
and for a while we had clarity
and on the telephone
you talk me into warmth
and we both feel less alone
James Garratt – Monday 9th August 2009
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Telephone
