Come home
before the rates
get any higher
or we sink any lower....
listen, Love, in the time of
higher postal rates
and phone surcharges
and creeping-godknowswho
undercover, legally peeping
at what we share, lover
....ah, just blew our cover
telling everyone we're nuts
about each other....
enough, with the papercuts
and straining to hear here
I want you home "soon"
whispering, holding me
making love, even scolding me
shucks, long-distance sucks
racks up the hourly bucks
sure we give them a thrill
still, I want you to myself
not on paper or airwaves
and listened to, with raves
by some dried-up Ms. Purity
with homeland security
....just come home!

© 2006 Maggie Mink aka Rennie Lorca