Virtual Man
He reads me a poem.
High coco content chocolate
Slow, from somewhere south
Virtual Voice
He sings me a song.
Wishing to wake together warm
Wisp of air between
Virtual Lips
He laughs at my words
One thousand worlds away
Wondrous Wikapeadiac
Virtual Minds
He eats his cold meal
Long gone microwaves
Clattering my metal rim of
Virtual Reality
He makes me see me
Who I am
Plugged into elastoplast e.bay equipment.
Virtual Non Illusion
He makes me know me
Ageing and aching
To love and be loved
In a Virtually, Impossible very Real World
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem