GUITAR

GUITAR

my telephone beeps
it does
not speak

it tells me
her message is here
was
   holding my breath

but now
I can breathe

this is what she wrote
fingers that once
tippy-
toed now

dancing across
the keyboard
         express
delivery

heart to
      heart

(would those nimble
fingers were
here

plucking my strings
                   playing me like
a rock guitar)