To Her Poem by Rob Ansell

From my fingertips
Fly the words
Their meaning
Ambiguous

The keyboard flickers
As fingers dance
The movements
Blurred

The message flies
Me to you
Your ringtone
Frenetic

Your screen illuminates
Your expectant face
My words
Delightful

You read again
Your face drops
My message
Untelling

Thinking I'm yours
Is your thrill
The reality
Different

I'm not yours
I love another
Just playing
Games

You want me
Yet you can't
No more
Games

I love another
Never was you
Leave me
Alone

My life's purpose
To be fulfilled
With sweet
Selina