My First car was a Rotary phone

...quivering tickly tummy on the dialing...the long tense ringtones...
as a cord snaked and twisted around fingers, wrists, and other body parts, during our phone dates!

Those whispered notions between words and phrases, that trickled out
...our small talk in fantasy-novel color...

the nearly palpable vapors of thought, that spun and wove our conversations into the sweetest puppyish-love ever!

Yes,

My first car was a rotary phone.
...whose role it was to whirl out the sound of "you" in a rotary dialect... spinning me into space, and landing me breathlessly into your teenaged ear!

"My first car was a rotary phone" ©️2018