We connect in our disconnect.
I see your face,
but I can’t touch your skin.
With words you stroke my heart,
brave at a keyboard,
but could you speak them.
I see your picture smiling at me.
It stirs my heart,
but you can’t hear its beating.
These two that cyber space
has brought together
let no new flirtation tear apart.
© Copyright Susie Clevenger 2011
I see your face,
but I can’t touch your skin.
With words you stroke my heart,
brave at a keyboard,
but could you speak them.
I see your picture smiling at me.
It stirs my heart,
but you can’t hear its beating.
These two that cyber space
has brought together
let no new flirtation tear apart.
© Copyright Susie Clevenger 2011
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