Phone Number

I got your number,
And yet a nervous anxiety halts me calling.
What do I say?
Where to begin?
I know you’d consume me,
Tell me all things you know I want to hear,
And still my fingers hover over the numbers,
Your phone number,
The one written on the restroom wall.

Copyright: authorchrisbrown

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