bits of love
clicking away into the net
exchanging sweet words
with one never met
soft touch of her hand
words of caress
'lectronic nirvana
waiting to be met
flying thoughts
cross the screen
what is real
what is not
the night grows late
slumber beckons
another dream state
its time to enter
with a flip of the switch
she's banished, she's gone
digitial succumbs
no longer
but...
the thoughts persist
the mind still reels
my friends think i'm crazy,
absurd, unreal
its just a machine
the metal, not here
come out of your room,
come watch some tv
my world, i'm not leaving
you say its unreal
I think the same
of your preprogrammed tv
and besides
you've never had a virtual love
and until you wake - believe...
you'll never walk into my dream
but when the power is gone
and i lay down to bed
there is no caress,
no soft, gentle breath
alas
