Sunday, February 21, 2010
His voice, clear and happy, answers:
Hello, this is Jonathan…
Please leave a message.
I hold the phone, listening to the whisper
of electronic connection
to a voice now silent.
Hello, my heart cries. Can you hear me?
Do you know how hard it is
to hear your voice and not
to see your face, to hold you,
to have you hold me in your cuddling bear hug
with my head against your beating heart?
Listening, I will his voice to answer.
Hello, I cry, hello.
I will not say goodbye.