Soul Cords - on the phone

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Is there a sweeter joy than this?
Your voice says “hello” — I feel bliss.
You speak, and all my pain is gone,
You ask “how are you?” on the phone.

You say “take care, don’t drink too much,
Your health should always come first, as such.”
You whisper “I love you like I’m mad,”
You say it calmly — I go glad.

So simple joy, so near, so true,
If we had only always knew.
You say “it’s worth the fight, the flame,”
No matter what — you’d say the same.

You saw my photo in the light,
Got a haircut late last night.
Told the barber “cut it just like this,”
You say “you loved me” with a twist.

This love refines, makes people bend,
Pushes hearts where minds won’t send.
You praise me like a sacred song,
You say “you did,” all along.

You sigh, “what did you give at all,
To love I raised and watched you stall?
Three nights from your life — that was your call?
What did you give?” you ask and fall.

Say what you want, go on, be free,
Even describe the worst of me.
If I light a smoke, you still agree —
You say “go on,” and let it be.

There’s nothing better than your sound,
Like water in a desert found.
“I’ve said enough,” I end my part —
You say “have mercy,” and break my heart.