Telepathy

I was just thinking
about you,
it must be telepathy
for the phone rang
and it was you
and you said you
had tuned into me!
We must be an anomaly.
But I know friends
who call just when
I think of them
or say their name.
Perhaps this gift
is world through?
Or is it just
twixt me and you?

poem by Ruth Walters
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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