Your gentle fingers caress my body
Our pleasure increases into passion
Thoughts of you race through my mind
And then you are gone
Resulting from an unwritten curfew
I call you, awaiting an answer
Yet you are not there
I worry
The phone remains silent
I am unable to reach you
Trouble?
Problems?
I wish I knew
Why won't you answer?
What did I do?
Why must it all end this way?
Why now?
When I need you the most?
Copyright 1995 Robin Duffy
