On the phone…

My thoughts are flying,
I pick up the phone.
It feels like dying,
When I’m alone.

Your voice is sweet,
I need to hear you.
You laugh and joke,
Like only you do.

You are my light,
My golden glow.
You have my heart,
I love you so.

Yours forever,
Puppeliini

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