Across the glow of screens our hearts converse,
In typed confessions, hearts laid bare and true;
A whispered "ping" becomes the universe,
A signal that my soul is reached by you.
No letters flown through wind, no candle's flame,
Yet messages carry warmth through the night;
Each emoji, word, or voice call stakes a claim,
And makes the distant world feel close and bright.
Though wires divide us, love still finds a way,
Through bandwidth, bytes, and signals swift and small;
It thrives in patience, waiting for the day
When eyes shall meet beyond the digital wall.
So love endures, though modern, wired, and vast—
A timeless force within the present cast.
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