Cyber Space - Poem by Najib Altawell
When do you think we will meet?
Is it next week or even maybe
in ten years?
When do you think we will kiss?
Or 'have to' continue kissing the screen?
Sending MSN red rose, red heart and then,
oh red lips
is no longer will or can 'really' do the trick
neither their green or blue hugs,
can make sense to me or you or
Love you love you and love you too
I really really and really do
that is what most we say
as we talk hours through
with too many smiling and angry faces
shooting up faster
here and there!
Time after time 'sighing' and 'sighing'
I can truly feel it
As we approach the end of the chat
there is a feeling of wanting to be close
in real life here or there...
so let us meet up 'soon' at any place
and....yes, yes, ...anywhere!
but please please and repeat please
via the unreal uncertain cyber space...
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