S On Net

I swore I'd never rhyme for you or write in metered flow Then let this be a secret kept between your heart and mine If you don't pass this poem along, no one will ever know especially because we only interact online I never thought I'd try to reach across that great expanse to upgrade a connection with a flirt I've never met yet here I am (in verse no less) about to take that chance to manifest as real what is on my ethernet I want expanded bandwidth for I covet your esteem I do not want to sex you, though that metaphor applies where I gift you my all in the most intimate extreme which you return with fervor as our spirits synchronize I find my words inadequate expressions of intent This declaration may be love--if you give your assent.