Converse

The charge, the spark
that's lit this body aflame

Adrenaline spurring
a flight home...
The call's not too late

Let me see
that person on the other end,
for his words have felt me
up and down

Let me smell
his neck!

and whisper in his ears
with that voice
only reality knows

I will raddle this device!
choke its life away
trying to push myself
through the receiver