Is the one click worth it?
Is the online love connection genuine?
Does it get better like fine wine?
Searching for love requires compatibility
Truth and appreciative the love between couples
Respect throughout
True love not false love
Open heart into romance
Actual person with a real photo
No hack in scam
Name worth giving
Not something made up
Love is about enduring heart
Enchanted spirit
Love within
Online love must work out from the very start
Emotions must be felt
Above all trust
There is a start and depart.
Pixelated, dark, and with word I did not know,
I met you with that mask.
And though I’m sure I have memorised it’s crevices,
Your shirt, the glasses.
I feel guilty about it still.
God is something of many that connects us,
Something that loosened our ropes,
And your cross is highlighted in my moonlight,
And yet I’m drawn to you still.
Your wisdom outshines mine,
And you bask in it well,
And your tan fingers ran over my route before me,
I follow along, to my peers’ disdain,
And I look up to you still.
For, my dear, you have been through hell
And with each of my beats the ache grows,
And your scars match my own,
And your lack of an ichor leash let the worst inside,
And we fall today still.
And my protection I do wish you had,
Though our locations do not align,
Shared nations, interests,
And realising you may know me best,
Yet I have not met you still.
God told me my soul mate in Paradise
Fr. Jesus (Jess) Labor
Filipino is he
Supported him when he’s here
Was crazy on internet
Fell for the military man, Austin
Childhood friends researched Gen. Austin S. Miller
Scammer he is
Asked God for a family
Skeptical because different
Met this great man
Said has a daughter
Thought to be impossible
Nothing is impossible to God
By George P. Lumayag
Pressing letters, logging in the sites, and learning on the virtual class,
the online approaches are my tough worries when I have no mobile data.
I need enough load, I need a stable signal, and I need a sponsor.
It's because that no one from my blood could fully support my studies.
I believe that the church listens to my worries and needs.
Love and studies are molding my mind and heart,
that I love a boy, and I also love a boyish girl.
Oh, ummh... my mind could not define what I feel, and
I couldn't comprehend my deepest feelings.
I believe that the church listens to our feelings and wild reasons.
My studies and online business are building my future,
that I wish to earn money and learn simple entrepreneurship.
My worries and needs would no longer be my toughest uneasiness.
That's because I have a sponsor, and I wish for his bounty.
I believe that the church listens to my wishes and grants our blessings.
My mind
is the Internet.
Yours,
Google.
We’d been online for weeks, sharing stories about each other.
It’s hard to imagine, but after all this, I’ve found love again.
We’ve chatted so much, I know almost everything about her.
She’s visited all of the same place that I have, even Big Ben.
We agree on a lot of the same things like politics, family, & life.
It’s rare to find someone with whom I’d want a romance.
At first, I she seemed so different from my first wife.
When I realized who she was, I knew we had a second chance.
It was my ex, you see, to whom I’d been married once before.
This was completely unexpected, yet it didn’t at all feel strange.
After the initial shock, we knew that there was something more.
We could make it work this time, now that we’ve both changed.
I read the words you've posted on my screen;
I lurk inside the Ethernet unseen;
A token touch - all hesitant and new:
My thoughts are reaching out from me to you.
A digital discovery is formed.
Two lonely lives, a linking now performed.
It isn't much - but smallest steps can do
Most wondrous things if we believe it true.
I do believe, and so open my heart;
Put it on line, as online each impart
Ideas with such soft sentimental words
That touch the core, strike harmonizing chords.
But how I dream - a craving clawing clutch -
To truly feel the realness of his touch!
February 27, 2016
Not
Quite
Day
Not yet
Night
Luminous
vibes
Abstract minds
Cruise to fuse
Words of
wonder
Cruise to fuse
Song to send her
Express a verse
Dancing lyrical
Up and down
In and out
Soul Reflections
In love
From me
to you..
Hi. You are a great man.
I am very little about computers and the Net.
Stuck in computers, Me in everything helps my girlfriend. I was born 200 years before new late,
the white moon of today.
My girl perved you on the internets, found you currently are Canada.
I have no friends in Canada. so I decided to try find friends on the Internet.
I understand that it can be dangerous for me, because you never know who actually wrote you. And maybe this person is using other people picture..(yes) so told me that I should be using Skype.
Show me your face, I want to make the love.
I wanted to start conversation.
I'm will travel in Canada in next month. Where lives my relatives. My visa is almost ready.
I need prince, even if frog.
I want to live in Canada. Find a nice job.
Find a good man and procreate a family.
What city in Canada do you live?
will be good if you answer me.
Show me your face, I want to make the love.
One day
Social Worker came
Said, received a call about me
Reported someone harassing me
Answered, worry not, “I’m fine”
[Eternal] God’s taking care of me.
Couple of days
Police detective came, Katie
Interviewed me
Took a copy of Cris picture
Even his son’s picture
Very worried
Brought 2 Social Workers
I took a test, told them the truth
She said, “Oh…He got scammed”
Told them not to worry,” I’m fine”
Said depending with test result
They’ll contact me
Never heard from them ‘til now
Told them “Father Christ got my back”
A bouquet of roses
Like the bouquet of memories
We shared, filled with laughter and
Happy golden days.
Cynthia
A surreal love we share in written word,
Unseen a touch to reach beyond a cloud,
Emotions sailing as Floyd plays aloud,
Her beauty calls my ship to come back home,
The heart delights in what thoughts call absurd
As my wandering dreams no longer roam.
Form: Wordsworth's Sestet
Before i loved you
I broke the strings
I love you, yes!
No strings attached
The songs you sing
A melody so sweet
Can it e'er be heard?
The strings broke
Love like i do
Love with no strings attached
For the people you love
May not love you back
What you so care about
Might fade out
love not becouse you're loved
love without reason
love with care,
love dosen't scare
Leave it to the Japanese
Always finding ways to please
They figured out just what was missing
A way to do remote French kissing
It’s hooked up to HP or Dell
Though others might just work as well
A box through which a straw protrudes
For when you’re in a kissing mood
And your honey’s not around
Maybe in some other town
With another box at another site
You’re all set for a rousing night
You twirl your straw with your tongue
And the other straw moves; the fun’s begun
You add a bit of Skype to see
Your partner’s face in ecstasy
Researchers even hope to add
Moisture, taste; a textured pad
But if they want to make some dough
There’s one more step they need to go
Record kisses of celebrities
An apt like that will sell with ease
To every stalker, sick-o type
There’s profit there, the time is ripe
So if distance is your nemesis
Get yourself a box like this
Then you and yours this kiss you’ll share
Almost as if you were both there
For innovations such as these
Leave it to the Japanese
5/7/11
I just read this article in PC magazine and had to put pen to paper. This is a real
machine - not a joke.
A new love who comes to me underground
Over hill even swims mighty river
Under the ocean waves to me he bounds
Joy to my meager life he is giver
Giver of joy, warm fuzzy feelings wait sound
Of email ding_note it will deliver
Disappointment comes when no news from love
Waiting for romantic poetry from dove
When with him, his loving emails are pearls
The tension melts and our spirits entwine
Can't wait to meet face to face soon we'll twirl
When alone all my heart does is to pine
It pines for you alone _your hair in curls
When with you I know I'll have heart that shines
Email ding open what a lovely gift
He is coming on midnight plane_heart lifts
Soon be in his arms not XOXO on paper
Watching and waiting at the airport sigh
Over intercom excitement damper
Call to come to information desk_cry
Cry, cry, and cry _terrorist did tamper
Won't see love after all spirit bone dry
Heartbreak agony ripping my heart out
Can't see for tears flowing without a doubt
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