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Read and Run

Your eyes survey my soul
sprawled, scrawled on a page shaded
yellow, black and dark gray,
this is me, nothing but me.

I touch you with my words
gathered with the tapping of keys,
fingers fervent with desire and fire,
just for you, only for you.

We connect. Our minds commune
in a cyber intercourse, we made contact
my faceless lover, you came and clicked out
without a trace, without your name.

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I dedicate this poem to my hundreds of readers who chose not to leave a comment in my port. I'd like to thank them, just the same.

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