Voicemail

 It's here
 The space where you should be
 Bend your ear
  Let my kisses whisper in
   Do not fear
    My arms make a strong O
    As all through the centuries
     Lovers have been cradled.
     Listen, soft!
     Ten thousand-volt desire
      Sears my heart
      Don't give me e-mail, voice mail
      Or any other means of separation
 Be here and touch me
 My need for you is nothing virtual
 But real