cradling it as i would your hand
thinking of the link it represents
from my heart to yours
I write endless letters
that hold my thoughts
unposted and unread
from my heart to yours
I think about dialing you up
texting a divine phrase
sending a written plea
shards of glass in my veins
Then i put the phone down
drop the pen, the keyboard
and let the rage fill me
fire in my heart to match yours
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