Chat

by Eric Y. Theriault

We've chatted but once or twice,
yet every time I hear your name,
my heart just longs for your voice.
Your long over due vacation,
must be soo sweet,
But do I dare mention,
that I long for your return.
I cannot quite explain,
for who knows your hearts desire,
But I am a tender man,
who'd like to know you better.
eyt*