"net Lust"
You sit in your "man cave" lusting off the net..
Not bringing it up, because you know it makes me upset.
And yet, evil fingers invite me into your domain.
If I turned to the "dark side" I wouldn't be the same.
My heart is hurting but, who am I joking?
I know what you look up, and what you are enjoying.
You delete "my hurt" and cover your faces of lust.
Too late, you have crossed my boundaries of trust.
You peek into windows hoping for something new.
Then you click to close them after "you're through".
And yet, some would come to say...
At least he's not physically going astray.
My heart ruminates over this theory.
Yet mentally it leaves my thoughts feeling weary.
Society~Go join him in his wonderland of cyber fun!
But, my soul apprehends, this would be morally wrong.
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