I called out your name
It tasted sweet
Felt right
Syllable by syllable
Danced delicately on my tongue
The sound of it, sound of your name
Speaking out 'love'
Rhymes with my heart
Who's calling out to yours
Keep calling you out
Just to feel how right it is to be said
Love.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
One of the days when I miss you.
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