"Hello, hello?" I say nervously.

It feels good to hear words that come from you flowing through my ear.

Small talk is our baby steps;

then, it evolves into laughter so sweet.

Even your casual words are sweeter than the blackest berry's jam.

You fed me no nonsense.

Instead, you fed me a hearty meal of

good vibes, tasteful cackles, and kindness that flows into me.

I love it.

I'm hooked up; tangled in the phone cord, wrapped in good conversation.

Thank you.

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This poem is dedicated to the lovely SacredSpace . Thanks for the phone call. 😉☺️