thanks you! thanks you! thanks you.
it was a dream, but sounded real
I saw you dialing fast, in vain.
contacts though failed, your zeal was real
then suddenly, when dialed again.
it rang for me, and continued
but, I was looking at you.. your face.
your eyes! and all was quietly viewed
for long.. discovering rays of grace.
it rang! and rang and rang again
thanks you! I thought, it was some one, not you.
I wanted, not to miss that view
then came, a hint from your sweet eyes.
in moments, disappeared all whys
I lifted! oh, that was your voice.
that view, went-off.. I heard the choice
you, now, wanted me, talk to you.
thanks you! thanks you! thanks you! thanks you.
your face appeared on phone, with voice
I know, thou art always so nice
my senses know you, voice-and-face
your touch and scent.. your charming grace
but, I know-not the taste, as yet
comes in between, a flimsy net
and, then I heard you, once again.
then door-bell rang.. poured-out the gain
my God! I heard you once again thanks you,
thanks you! thanks you! thanks you! thanks you!!
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