Pascale Ost

Rookie (21-11-1970 / Antwerp)

Calling Love - Poem by Pascale Ost

Waiting for your call,
Makes me so crazy.

I want to hear your voice,
Close to my ear.

I want to hear you laughing,
Giving me a smile back.

I want to feel you,
Imaging it was you that I was holding.

Phone goes,
A nice song starts to play.

I hear your voice,
I hear the sweetness.

I can feel,
That you want me.

I can feel,
That you want to hold me.

Oh yeah,
I can feel your love me.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 21, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 18, 2010

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