How dull and slow text messages can be!
And Gchat, why hast thou thy slight delay?
An email sits for all eternity
Inside an inbox unchecked for a day.
A phone is but a cruel piece of deception
Which promises what it cannot achieve:
An instant contact: sever the reception
And it becomes more leaky than a sieve.
Love's heralds are more swift than once they were
But still not swift enough to carry love;
For lightspeed is too slow, and may incur
Dilation in its passage from above.
So think my love, and let it come to me
By instant passage through our sympathy.
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