Hey you from the other end of the line...

Hey you from the other end of the line

You say you like how my lips move when i talk

You say you can touch each lip with your fingers

Flip them like you can do a piano key, note after note

You say the sound of my voice on the receiver stops you

From thinking about the last time you kissed me

To thinking about the next time our lips will be locked

May be like the how a key is turned on a lock

You create an imagination of how the whole scene will be

You will put your hand on my neck and pull me closer to you

You will try to move your lips towards me to create a connection

I will feel it and i will give it back to you, lip after lip

I may have forgotten the taste of your saliva

But does it really matter....it does not bother you either

So i will not care either as long as your lips stick with mine

Hey you from the other end of the line

You say you love how the lashes of my eyes blink when we talk

You say you love how i gaze into your eyes for long hours

You wonder what goes on in my mind when i look at you like that

It always follows with a smile, you say, lips parting in slight ends

But you wonder if it is something that you have done or

It is something that i am going to do to you...but you don’t stop me

You look right back into the dark ball that is my pupil

Then you see yourself in there and you smile too

So you stick your eye there until i lose myself to you

I can hear the ruffles of you seat as you adjust to talk

You say my eyes are like that of an eagle...they see

Then they size...then they go for what they see and they rip

Every little bit of that which they saw till it is no more

You say that is what you want me to do to you...i keep looking

Hey you from the other end of the line

You say you love the quite of the morning

I tell you i love a quite morning by the shores of the sea

You say you want to wake up in the morning to watch my eyes closed

To feel my deep breath and to hear the sound of my heart beat

So you pull me to your chest and walk your hand through my hair

And feel my heart beat just the same time that yours beat and you love it

I love it too so i stay longer to listen to these two beats take turns

A musical emanates from this and escalates to another world

A world of silence...heavy breathes...scuffling sheets and heavy moans

I love the silent conversations that tell you do this, go here, touch that

Or i like it when you breath here...i love it when you swish your fingers there

Or take it slow...a little bit faster...stop right there...hold your breath

Oh then you toss me over and pull me closer and we start all over

Till we get home...yes we ride till we get right at home

Hey you from the other end of the line

If you do not like the silkiness of my upper garments or

You feel the jeans to rough on your skin...tear every little piece

Till nothing is left but shreds of fabric strewn all over the floor

Make me your slave and cuff me by your side...till you die

I will serve you in the morning in garments of flimsy nets ...oh

And i will give you every bit of my chocolate skin...take it, relish it

I will be at your service when the sun hits noon...you just have to call

And i will wait for you when the stars and the moon fill the sky

Serve you like the king that you are... at your feet...on my knees

Then you will adore me like the queen I am, walk me down the streets

Holding my hand high into the air you will tell the city to call me her highness

Alley after alley...cross over bridges...between stretched plantations

When my feet hurt from the walk, you lift me, carry me in your arm

Take me home, warm a bath, glide me gently in, roll your sleeves, wash down every dirt 

Hey you from the other end of the line

Don’t go just yet i still want a few more minutes with you

Let me tell you about you...how you make me feel...give me a minute

When you pick the phone and say hello, i listen to the sound before that

That sound of the connection just before you breathe your first and say hello

I can hear your heart beating so fast running towards my own and then I receive it

Then mine begins in heavy stagnant thuds like drums beaten by  heavy wood

Then you say your first hello, i can see your eyes gazing at the wall 

You have posed  your screen to that of me laughing in the air

My eyes are shut,my teeth are exposed, like maize seeds on a cob and my gap

The tiny space separates the upper middle teeth exposing my dark gums how you like

Your eyes locked onto little details of my shrubby hair to my neck

Then i say hello...you respond with a raspy laughter then a grin 

Can i see you tonight? You ask even though you know too well that you need not to

I am looking at your picture too...the hairs that cover the sides of your face

I love the way you smile, slightly, just enough for me to know that it is because of me

So you can put the phone down and come make me happy, i am waiting....