Immobile
I gaze at
my mobile
loving the last
text
you sent
seeing as that’s all I can have of you
for the present.
The train eager
to bring me closer to
your nearness
our kiss now only
a mere half hour away.
Yes, those messages that have to stand in for us when we are apart... I don't know how we survived without mobiles back in the Dark Ages. You've said it in a very few words as usual. You're very good at text too, my love...
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Reading this I was thinking about messaging in verses. Short mobile poems. Haiku for mobile. Lovely little poem, I like it. I wonder if the text you gazed was in verse :) ?