"Phone Call"

I hear you voice
And its almost like
You're here with me
Holding my frail body
Close enough for me to hear
Your heartbeat
I melt into you
Becoming one
With your humble perfection
A mortal Apollo in a
Pair of jeans
I can almost feel your lips
Brushing slow against mine
Shyly, softly
But I won't break
"Hello? Are you there?"
Once more
I am drawn
Back to reality
Back to being miles away
Back to being
Your good friend
Loving you from a distance
In silence
Ever more