It starts with, “Hey, how are you, hon?”
I say, “I’m fine, and you?”;
With ease, we tell our thoughts within,
A spark ignites for two.
To each, we tell our stories now,
We share our secrets deep;
Our kindred spirits are revealed,
I dream of him in sleep.
We send our pics and message too,
Our bond grows day by day;
Talks turn to passion, we can’t stop,
Lust won’t be held at bay.
He tells me what he’d do to me,
His voice ignites my fire;
My fingers dance between my legs,
My want for him is dire.
His words, they tell me where to touch,
I writhe and drip and moan;
My eyes, they search for him to squeeze,
Then see I am alone.
His silken tongue speaks words of love,
I say, “I love you too!”;
But words fall short without his touch,
My bed is built for two.
It’s not enough without him here,
I need a hand to hold;
He feels the same, my lips on him,
Aren’t felt within the phone.
I ache for him, and he for me,
But Fate’s a bitch we know;
Confined within this tiny screen,
There’s just no room to grow.
Dear God, this perfect man you sent,
He’s miles beyond my reach;
On bended knees, I beg to thee,
What lesson does this teach?
With broken heart, I face the truth
Our stars will not align;
To him, my love, I bid farewell,
The ring is hers, not mine.
