Across the world wide web,
A bridge of words, we built.
Fingers danced upon the square keys,
Kindred souls in steady sync.
Hopelessly in love, I fell.
I would have kissed and not told,
Cuddled and not just hoped,
But she brandished a band of gold.
She did find a beloved,
Behind the screen of typed words.
Content, she spent her nights in his world,
Dawn’s chorus met her wide eyed-alone,
her face aglow with smiles.
Sir Skype did bring them closer,
Carefreely chatting away the impeding miles.
Now the connection has been cruelly cut,
and another one she has lost.
Her dreams like an irritating fly destroyed.
The damsel discovered; sassy and smart.
Enthralled by her mirth,
Her presence he longed for. Antidote to his boring days,
if she sent a cheerful ‘hey’.
She, he would have danced with,
under the canopy of the citrus tree,
But her nights were spent with another.
Now empty, the web trapped him a muse,
poetry veiled in a she.
Every chat was a penning frenzy.
Mused, till he began to write notes of love.
She closed the account and was gone.
Gone…leaving him bemused.
And now they say;
We have loved, and will love again.
We shall get snared by the silken threads.
Thumbs tapping on keyboards,
We’ll speak of the love we feel,
And even if they be taken,
we would fall in love with love again,
Across the world wide web.