The anticipation is there
Heavy thick like a warm blanket
Like humidity, condensation in a window
I'm earnest waiting for her
Anticipating that moment
The block letters will light up
New email has arrived,
And even though
It's only a few words
I know, my mind will
Break them down
Like a kitten with a ball
Of yarn, unraveling
What she said
And didn't say,
Punctuation,
I can hear her voice
Uttering those letters,
So vividly I can see her
For a moment though brief
She is real so real so very real
A hologram couldn't do better,
For a brief spell I am enchanted
And when nothing happens
I am shattered lost waiting
For that stick to be tossed again...
© okpoet