Me - Hidden behind my laptop - tap tappety-tap tap tap.
You - Beautiful when you yawn.
I'm typing porn now, and you smile.
Red lips, dissolving into fantasy, re-emerging on my screen. They stretch obscenely around word clusters, clumsily arranged cock-roaches, black on white, tappety-tap.
Luscious lips, they kiss and swallow and smile. Harsh words, they sting. Phantom lips, not yours anymore, they smile. Red as blood, white as snow, black words - I delete them all.
I smile and follow you to the vending machine.
Later, at my lap tappety-tap, words, busy as ants, obey - tap tap.