When You Call

A thousand smiles transmit over 8 volts

my day becomes silent; its troubles melt away

your transient remarks design my thoughts

and linger well into the next day

who is this, but somehow i know

the ring is digital, but i know it's you

hailing from far away beyond the northern glow

erasing my past with a eagerness anew

you whisper when i answer

the laughter falls

but i dont have to guess

I know when you call

I discern your hair falling upon the reciever

as your crown gently sways to my voice

as we talk, i never want to stray -

but eventually time has its choice with me..

how your smile makes it's way, over many miles

its strength will never fade for me

for so long after, i will remember

and wait for the next opportunity.