Poems ✍️
  20.10.2025
  16

Author: Hilaire Belloc

The Telephone

To-night in million-voiced London I
Was lonely as the million-pointed sky
Until your single voice. Ah! So the sun
Peoples all heaven, although he be but one.


  love Loneliness connection City

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