in half slumber the shrill ring
awakened me.
I reach for you to answer it
but you are a world away.
in the moment my heart
sobbed in its need of you.
The black bowl of the telephone
filled with fragrant blooms
as your soft voice travelled
to me from acŕoss the world.
Vibrant colors painted
my vision  as the inflexions
of your voice flowed
like gentle summer rain
As it rose the petals of the
rosebuds opened
and my heart filled with joy.
Your voice caressed me
like a lovers touch
as I closed my eyes