sweet little-bitties

Again, to my sweetheart Donna

when my faraway love and I talk on the phone

sometimes it is a playful random subject-walk

sometimes it is important nuts&bolts of plans

but probably most often it is being-together

touching . . .

“just wanted to hear your voice”

“you come over right now”

“i embrace you. i kiss you”

“my heart is full

but my bed is half empty”

these are not sweet nothings

they are sweet little-bitties

saying yet again

what we say every day

..

we pass the time apart

together

we entwine

churning the yearning

into a frothy parfait