For Deb

I just called to say I love you.
The chatter of past connections rang empty.

When did I cease to be flesh and blood to you?
Why has our embrace become an echo of past moments,
past miseries?

You told me you were getting married
but I saw it was time to leave.

I wanted to hold your hand
and say won't you marry me?

I have to wait for your chatter to wind down.

In the moment of silence I cried for you.
The ringing passes through my sight.

I just called to say
won't you marry
me
too....