10 years Later
You call me on the telephone
We talk for 2 hours,
And I fall for you all over again,
Hook, Line and Sinker.
It’s not what you say
That reels me in.
It’s the way you suck your cigarette
In the long silences.
Your breathy giggle
Bubbles in my spine,
Ripples from throat to thigh.
Leaving me awash
This romantic friendship
Shows no abatement
We remain connected, by kisses
Past and present