Dawn at the door,
curtains dancing to the rhythm of the breeze,
goosebumps over my bare skin,
darling, I undress in your yearning.
Whether it's just a coincidence
or a work of telepathy,
you ring me up in the midnight,
With wild eyes you watch me,
caressing my unhooked flesh .
Holding the bundle of erected nerves,
tempting me to fondle my honey pot,
passionately, you witness the splash.
Satisfying! Yet, this distance parts us.
Craving each other sleeplessly, poles apart we lay.
But, until we are together my love,
Let's 'virtual intimacy' do the play.