Will you be my virtual girlfriend, beyond reality?
Give some meaning to my hard drive; put some zip back in my floppy.
No real life complications, in an on-line chat-room conversation,
Let’s interface, we’ll make this place, a compatible communication.
You could be my 128-bit of super-highway cytber-chick; I’ll be your hunk of E-male,
I’ll surf to you, to chase your blues, where nerdy geeks will fail.
When I get to know you better, we can lose our inhibitions,
We could flirt outrageously, for some virtual stimulation.
Give me a 50-megabyte love-bite; send your nude rude pictures to me,
We could interact with intimacy, well err.. almost virtually.
I’d like to browse around your sites and have some virtual fun,
And make sweet virtual love to you,
and give you virtual children,
but if you want to play it safe, I’ll wear a virtual condom.
So be my virtual girlfriend, I will be yours I see,
virtual or real, say how you feel,
whilst fishing for love in the digital sea.
Copyright © CARL SMITH | Year Posted 2017
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