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Wireless Connection



(a.k.a. 1-800-I-LOVE-YOU)



These free nights and weekends I'm anxiously seeking

fires ignite when the celluar's beeping

no longer must you wait for definition or no longer wonder

what keeps us divided or kept us under

good friends we were, but now better lovers

sharing deep secrets, playing footsies under the covers

you are abundantly blessed with eyes that can kill an army

and a personality so deep, it captures my soul and harmony

It would be crucial to let this pass

how our lives on the phone constantly lasts

From the first time we hugged to the last time we kissed

entwined us tight like a closed fist

a bond so strong it compliments our fancy etiquette

awaiting the road trip you're making to Connecticut

here in my arms again, I got you

with full definition; I watch you

instead of me waiting on the other end of the line

I'm here in prayer seeking the divine

my ebony queen sporadically heating the flame

detained in our lives

with so much joy, passion and intimate vibes



Those free nights and weekends I'm anxiously seeking

fires ignite when the cellular's beeping

the caller ID illuminates like lightning bolts

disregarding poor signals or vibrating jolts

it's our love, the strange thing that brews between us

ever changing, ever maturing, redeeming lust

and ever surprising us, does more than just stand

it's taken a life of its own, formed its own brand

My anytime minutes are very limitless

when it comes to you, not thinking about time

it's about us and now

wherever, whenever and how

I've been told that I'm easy to love

you say I'm a gift from above

I only say that I have a gift to give

understanding and devotion, and making us live

Believe me, baby....it's all I need

no shelter, no food, no water, no greed

Simply you

your voice....your touch....your love.



"Can you hear me now?"



org. written Sept. 2003