Voice

I read your voice
and close my eyes to listen
that is when I see you
thinking the next line

You pause and I watch your hands
as you smooth your skirt-sides
your knees give way
and the folds return

My knees give way to my desires
you'd smile at my predicament
and offer the all of who you are
only if I would take the time to know

My imaginings have brought us here
yet in this space that we inhabit
only I am a pretend entity
you are as real as the voice I read
when I close my eyes