Hey, Miss Muse. Ever notice how many internet chatters these days mess it up? Here's a quicky poem for review about an imaginary couple who tried to get it right. Do you think they will be left standing strong at the end.?
they occupy homes in idential time zones
same sunlight they share at the start
but the greenwich meridium has a vertical insidium
where they live many latitudes apart
they live separate ways in the very same days
but when they sign on it gets better
sixteen hundred miles are melted by smiles
an internet chatty e-letter
she has no agendum than just to befriend him
his intentions as pure as the snow
they share only truths and nothing uncouth
a respect and a love starts to grow
it's a love for the person, not lust that might worsen
these two are really alright
no topic inhibitions first always permissions
when they chat up the dead of the night
a curfew is set so you really can bet
they'll click off when the time is just right
and count on tomorrow a few moments they'll borrow
when they chat up the dead of the night
johann
2 comments:
I think they've got it right. Interesting conversations, interesting lives, sharing. Appreciated, appreciating. Yep, they've got it right.
And then one day,
It all went away.
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