First Call

Two hearts in harmony,
Can create a beautiful melody
But with their minds’ in contrast,
They tend to run in opposite tracks
Funny, no one really bags a trophy
And both just left in ambiguity
Of whether anyone was right at all
And who should make the first call
But no one ever dials with pride
So that night, in seperate beds they lie
Slumber’s a wish, no use counting sheeps
‘Til one of their phones rang, finally