Wind turbines
Are nothing
Compared to my
Phone line
Travelling through utility poles
Filling the hole of my lost soul
Wind to electricity
Is saddening
Phone to chemistry
Is ever so satisfying
The winds cool breeze freeze the hearts
The wires divine line admires our scorching spark
Emerging fire
Others admire
As she gently moans under my tangled wire
My electricity intensifies
Within my phone line
Oh she's so fine
So fine
And all mine
I ignite a fatal spark to those who dare wish to repair my line
Because
I'm fine
Can't you see that I am not alone
I have my phone
In hand
And yes, I understand she's long away
But whenever she dances
I sense her in my arms
She has a tender sway
Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 11:01 PM UTC
Wind turbines
Are nothing
Compared to my
Phone line
Travelling through utility poles
Filling the hole of my lost soul
Wind to electricity
Is saddening
Phone to chemistry
Is ever so satisfying
The winds cool breeze freeze the hearts
The wires divine line admires our scorching spark
Emerging fire
Others admire
As she gently moans under my tangled wire
My electricity intensifies
Within my phone line
Oh she's so fine
So fine
And all mine
I ignite a fatal spark to those who dare wish to repair my line
Because
I'm fine
Can't you see that I am not alone
I have my phone
In hand
And yes, I understand she's long away
But whenever she dances
I sense her in my arms
She has a tender sway
Long Distance relationships is adventure with no meaning
Just fun
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