On the Phone

by Alya   Dec 19, 2007


Imagine me on the other end

Of your phone line...

So warm in bed.

Keep popping up the sense of life,

And questions of what's wrong and right.

Keep getting deeper into it.

I think it's sweet...so really sweet.

Now mention Greeks, and my witchcraft.

That's where it's getting little rough.

Lets move to physics, and the quark.

Beyond my windows night is dark.

Religion was, religion is...

Jump to traditions. What a twist?

We walk ideas, times, and miles.

We skip domains of life and science.

The smarts and words...I look behind.

I'm warm in bed...I'm on your mind.

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