Ruby Honeytip

Rookie - 353 Points (1970)

Call Me - Poem by Ruby Honeytip

It's him!
She picks up.
The deep timbre
Of his voice
Reaches down the line
And thrums through her centre.
A vibration so sweet
And so deliciously low
That she melts to liquid.
Can he tell
She is all pounding of heart
And weak of stance just
At the sound of his voice?
Does he know what she would do to him?
If only he would ask!
She wraps herself in the sound of him instead.

Then the dreaded moment.

He has to go.
Goodbye then....

She waits for the beep....beep....beep
To help slow her breathing.
Oh Boy!
Thanks for calling.

© 2012

Comments about Call Me by Ruby Honeytip

  • Sandy Player (1/2/2013 10:50:00 AM)

    So very magical, its like we really are there (Report) Reply

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  • Stevie Taite (11/24/2012 2:06:00 AM)

    How well you captured the excitement! Wow! (Report) Reply

  • Indranil Bhaduri (11/10/2012 1:59:00 AM)

    A moment of conversation cherished for long..exciting and intriguing.. Loved it. (Report) Reply

  • (11/9/2012 7:55:00 PM)

    the feeling of that particular moment is well penned here! (Report) Reply

  • Lyn Paul (11/4/2012 4:38:00 AM)

    You can feel the excitement Ruby, great writing (Report) Reply

  • Steven W. Chung (11/1/2012 6:31:00 PM)

    I feel the excitement from this poem on a call. It's amazing how anything can be written, or typed, and still carry substance! I also liked your style when it came to spacing. Great poem, Ruby.

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  • Robinson (10/30/2012 10:40:00 AM)

    It was a good thing he didn't put you on hold. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 21, 2012

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