Love Poem: Voicemail
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Written by: Njeri Hunjeri

Voicemail

Like, I heard your voice one last time
And all I wanted to do was cry a million times
It saddened me to know the end was prime 
All those memories and dreams of us came to me like a tide
Our love had spread  to distances wide
Our love had risen to heights might
The love was smoother than wine
The love loved in all even in crime
This ailing soul had no healing ride
This fading dream had no present aide
The coming future felt like a differing side
Unsure where this thing called love would slide 
Life sure comes in surprising slices