New gen romance

First you text; Then I will text;

Texted you many times before;

Never returned one; Not checking the balances;

You don’t like it. You don’t like questions.

You are the question.

 

You said, you don’t like to be texted;

You don’t seem to be listening;

But your voice is heard beyond the oceans;

Never seemed to be in vicinity;

But invisibly visible;

Still, why don’t you text?

There is a big problem;

I am the text; Take me into your hands.

We started the texts.

Let us dance. No more texts.