"In whispers of the night,we share our tales,
Through wires and waves, our love prevails.
Your voice, a lifeline in the darkest hour,
In pixelated worlds, you are my tower.

With every call, our hearts entwine,
In every word, your love is mine.
Through miles apart, we bridge the space,
In gentle cadence, of your embrace.

Through phone calls, our love's sweet art,
I found my home within your heart.
© Ezra Briscoe