When you called me,
my insides burned
as if filled with a hundred fire flies,
how my heart danced the waltz of ecstasy,
every dream I had suddenly coming true
by the sweet dulcet tones of your voice.
Heaven came unto my ears
during the precious respite from purgatory,
paradise flowed through my soul
from that golden oratory communion
bringing a sacred psalm of light
unto my suffering essence.
How long I had waited
to wrap my tormented being
around the sweet sound of your words,
restoring my destitute existence,
allowing me to stroll
the exquisite meadow of contentment
and taste again the nectar of passion
that the drought of silence
had spread as blight to hope’s flowers.
What pure rapture beguiled my spirit
the moment the phone rang
when I was able to take your pizza take out order.
Coming mercifully after the dismal day
of not receiving a single call
since changing our crust
so it was made of Play-Dough.
A contest entry
- When you called me... by 2lullabyhaven.
650 points, ended November 19, 2008, 37 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is so deeply deep and yet playfully playful...was that your intent? hahaha thanks for your entry and good luck lol
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cute write for the prompt . . liked "restoring my destitute existence" and "What pure rapture beguilded my spirit" . . good luck in the contest !!
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another fantastic write, best of luck with the contest
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