Digital Angel
Digital smiles and digital laughs...
My fantasy girl, to whom I frantically type...
I know it's not real and can never be.
I wonder if she smiles while typing back at me...
I suppose she's a way of filling a hole...
That black empty void that is my soul...
Two dimensional lust on a tiny screen...
She's the most beautiful girl that I've never seen...
Although she is a million miles away...
My digital angel gets me through the day...
Copyright © Darrell Hoover | Year Posted 2018
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