I called to you tonight...
I called so loud and clear that
You could not help but answer.
Yet your answer was tied to the physical.
If you can hear me then why not speak?
When I call you now,
You struggle with silence
But the yearning grows still stronger.
Please, let us be -
This longing, this loving
Is meant to be.

Tamyka Bell
29 August, 2004

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