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__________ by SDChrismon
TAP
TAP
TAP
Sigh
I keep asking in boredom
why
I have to work this shift
the dead shift...7-11pm
No one is chatting
Hit all my favorite homepages
at least once
twice
three times
Can't figure out the Real Audio homepage
forgot my CD's
Sigh
20 minutes until its over
and then it hit me...
I am missing my lover untouched
She shocks and amazes me
and distance feeds the hunger
that growls like an angry stomach to see her
I laugh at her jokes spit across
Instant messages
even though I can count on one hand how
many times I heard her voice...
I can still hear her voice...
every time we
tap
tap
tap
the keyboards in the midst of chatting...
She is encouraging and brave
she makes me smile and feel challenged
she is...different...in a good way
Different in the way that makes me...
genuinely like her as a person...
And as we chat I find myself in...wonder
Wishing...and vibing with her.
Physically she goes untouched
but mentally...
oh yes, mentally
we have fucked
made love
had sex
screwed and blewed
and licked from nape of neck
to the small of our backs
Yes, mentally she doesn't go untouched
Our passion lives in what will happen
and what could happen
in intellectual yet steamy conversations
about the desire
of anal sex or strap to pussy penetration
and we get turned on to know that give and receive
pitch and catch is how we agree
So we laugh both of us to ourselves
facing an IBM or Mac color monitor
hundreds of miles away
knowing that we are going untouched...
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