Still Waiting

I am still waiting by the phone
By myself, I'm all alone
Thinking that I'll never get the call
Was my desire to hear her voice
She had my number, was her choice
It wasn't her intention after all

She said she would call at two
Guess she had something else to do
I was waiting with my hard cock in my hand
With her nude pictures on my phone
Scanning through them made my bone
Rise to the occasion, made it stand

She messaged, she was in the car
She wasn't going very far
To get a frozen yogurt was her quest
She said she'd call a little late
I'd have to wait to masturbate
To put my hard erection to the test

Time flew by, then it was three
To hear her voice was not to be
My dick, again, was looking at the floor
She did not care, I was alone
Still sitting naked by the phone
While she was dining at the yogurt store

 It's now one thirty in the night
Was dreaming of her pussy tight
When I awoke with semen in my grip
Somehow was none upon the sheet
I got up to wash my meat
And write about this day, that was not hip

Don't know why I want her so
She has some fine tits, you should know
For years now, I've desired her pussy juice
Have longed to lick and bite her clit
And see how my cock would fit
In my dream, it slid right in, and was not loose

I don't know where to go from here
She doesn't care for  me, that's clear
She hasn't sent a message or a note
I hope and pray, she is alright
That she's now sleeping through the night
Without a thought about our sinking boat

The time is now just after two
There's nothing left for me to do
But to post this foolish poem on DUP
Maybe she'll read it, know my hurt
Maybe again, she'll want to flirt
And write a lustful piece, that's just for me