We met! finally, we met
After years of chatting over the Internet,
Now you are real and so am I
So, what do we do? laugh or cry.
You are a real person from what I see
You are not made up or homespun or make believe.
Now I can talk to you, but not behind a computer as a veil
Nor need I expect an answer from a text or email.
You are not text! so, what is next?
Do I walk up to you? this is now complex,
I don’t log on, so what do I do
This part of communication, I have not a clue.
We have known each other only from a screen
From a cellphone and a computer, a machine!
Now, I must be careful with my words and my morality
As this is real; and you're not virtual reality.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem