Poem: Cell Phone Love

For Lauren

I go into the workplace
Without love
No one has caressed me
No kiss goodbye

The home is cold
The wind outside is cold
The world is cold
I am left cold

The phone at work is shrill
Belying its promise
I answer. I must.
I listen and I talk

I am warmed by the voice
By the pleasantness
By the interest and the implied smile
By the quiet humor

I am in love
With someone a thousand miles away
Whom I shall never see
With whom I shall never speak again

I am in love
I am warm
I am happy
Love comes from within. I smile