An Ocean Full Of Lies (My Cell Phone Rings At 2 Am) Poem by Seth Proch

In dream like states I walked alone
I saw you from afar
Your smile invited me closer
Your lips called out to me silently
I longed to answer them with my own

You call me in the darkest hours,
I answer half awake,
Your voice a fading memory,
Your face a picture taken long ago
My lips lost yours to those of others

Bobby-pins and a pink dress made you up
Your arm in mine we walked together
A quiet, motionless dance of lies
We told ourselves we'd never love again
But we knew then we were young fools

The ringing phone stabs through me
I know you'll be there when I answer
Your lips call to me from across oceans
Their soft sounds tear me apart
The waves a deception pull me under