Questioning by Joe CramerYou called, questioning
Once again so shy, demure,
Reserved.
A timid mouse
Wondering
Why we spoke in the first place.
We spoke
For awhile.
(I would not have called,
As well you know.)
I could hear your smile
Though I could not see it.
A soft laugh
A gentle sigh.
Did you miss me?
I wondered, watching the moon
Float outside of my window.
You called, imploring,
Wondering what had happened
Between us.
I had waited for you
Never calling
Or even waiting
For the phone to ring.
Questioning,
What have you missed? 08/17/2005 Posted on 10/02/2006 Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
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