Distant Passion - Poem by Cynthia Aluning
Never thought of searching for love over the net
honestly right now I am glad that we have met
many times I have done nothing but drift in space
spending time wondering what thing is like face to face
our earth is so much larger than I'd ever thought it'd be
the world has somehow grown, and it's keeping you from me
to hold your hand, or have you near, and make it to a dance
I wish that one day maybe, together we could have this chance
what is it about you that makes me look forward to each day?
I had never expected that you could make me feel this way
is it your laughter, gentleness, the sexuality you show?
or the wonderful whole package specially wrapped with a bow
you have stirred in me feelings I've not felt for so long
I'll place them close to my heart, just where they belong
I feel as though I've known you for a lifetime already
I try to keep my head clear, and my heartbeat steady
your essence, your ways and real inviting gaze
our lips, our hands and bodies as they thirst to meet
nearly inconceivable yet our hearts set ablaze
distant lovers...one day in time we will soon commit
as I let the words flow from my mind onto the screen,
I never thought an online lover would make me feel serene...
the words we type stimulate our bodies, heart and soul
far from reality yet this virtuality wont set us any foul.
soaking up these conversations & deciphering this information
wondering if this is just a work in progress situation
I've got my mind and heart in full synchronization
my feelings are set though I've tried to heed caution
one thing favoring the web is learning each other
wondering whether or not we want to go further
sitting here deep in thought staring on this screen
our minds floating amongst the clouds lost in a dream
it becomes somewhat scary to reveal myself to you
leaving myself open and vulnerable as only I can do
I have faith, and complete utter trust in all that you are;
and I'll hold all this inside me, like a bright beautiful star.
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