This phone line’s too impersonal,
I cannot see your face,
although I grant it’s something
to hear you in this place, yet
I wish that I could see you now
standing here by me,
and we could ‘cease this flow of words
by kissing ardently!
I would wind my arms around your neck,
your arms around my waist,
why don’t you come and visit me?
Hurry now, make haste!
And we could talk together
in between the kisses,
we could be each other’s genies
and grant each other’s wishes!
How invisible you are right now
when I long to hold you near –
Come on, drop the telephone,
and bring your body here!