Cyber Strangers Possible Or Impossible Cyber Lovers? Poem by Rehan Hyder

When sun was yet to become arrogant
I whimpered rather whispered your name
it overthrew the reign of sanity
Electricity from my groin
raced through conduit of spine
into my inebriated brain.
Mea culpa- I'm man
Even while peeling oranges........
(never mind)

I love this scheme of things
where we both are clothed in cyber attire.
I'm your George Clooney
and I can mentally jerk off over a
an Angelina Jolene.
Since I have no idea
about the dreams and children you conceived,
abortions you had
or the complete annihilation
by a 'latex alienation' of an eager womb
so you have an angel face
san furrows and lines

Likewise when I learnt to swim,
ride a cycle, ride a woman,
my first heartbreak my first stab at my
brother's back.... you don't know

So let's be Picasso for each other
but relationship between:
brush and canvass
between chisel and metal be
that of love and trust
We won't ask each other anything
So we'll never lie
Let's stay in touch
in this attire that fits
the sharp curvatures of
compromise, conformity and fidelity
till we become an object
in the rear view mirror of life
and then...........
resurfacing as another
nameless, formless cyber signal