by Betty Blair

From Azerbaijan International, Spring 2004 (AI 12.1)
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(Summer 2003)

The miles hide your smile
The distance blurs my vision.
I can't read your eyes
Eight thousand miles away.
Blinded, I grope to feel
Your voice
On the telephone.
Calm and warm,
It embraces me,
Punctuated by a childish giggle,
What my heart most
Wants to know:
"All is well."

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