Written March 2000
I was in a daze and lonely
There was no one home but me
So I answered the phone beside me.
Suddenly you greeted me hello
Buy you're not anyone I know
So we both started it slow.
You keep calling as days go by
Can't wait to meet eye to eye
'Cause friends, that's what you and I.
YOU ARE READING
PARTS OF MYSELF
PoetryPoems written long ago, When internet was still boring, When the TV was broken, When I was still a virgin-- on the ways of the world mentally; physically; And words were my only friends.
