The Empty Message Poem by Igor Balatsky

you'll find no words
in the empty message I sent you
but you will know
i'm still alive and dying slowly
because the torment
of being apart from you is becoming
unbearable:
every hour turns to a day
and a day turns to a year
i know it's so foolish to kiss a phone
but when you receive
this message
you'll feel
warmest touch on your thirsty lips
and then you will go on living
for my heart is full of love
and is filled with you
and all its chambers is home of yours
now and ever