Poem for Online Romance (27)
That's beautiful. 
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That is a beautiful poem for Owen Doctor Dazz,
hope I am not intruding ,but I had to say !
hope I am not intruding ,but I had to say !
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I had to post it here because I got tired of refreshing my email screen today....lol
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You're like two people trapped on two impassable ends of an island...isn't there some way you can break through to each other?
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You've captured the essence of online romance.
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thanks dave. That is what I was going for. Although I am a horrible writer. I didn't even spell "there sadness" right.
You know that is why us docs have such horrible handwriting, right? So we can hide the fact that none of us can spell worth a darn.
You know that is why us docs have such horrible handwriting, right? So we can hide the fact that none of us can spell worth a darn.
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In response to: Lost in words, smiles flash across the faces and miles.
Waiting, expecting, refreshing.
All to read the words of a woman I have never seen in person.
Regardless, can one really see the woman when blinded by her physical beauty?
The soul, the soul I see in those lines.
Lines are undesirable when bodies are close. We work to hide them.
Lines between us are precious.
Refreshing again, why does it take so long? Will the message ever come?
There it is, another smile, a laugh, a tear. I long for the stroke of your soft finger tips.
Such strange emotion, such strange thoughts flood my mind.
How can one feel so connected to another when they are thousands of miles apart?
Why do I seek to find the one who I know so well?
Why is their sadness when the power is turned off? Yet smile again when memories flood in.
Memories of precious lines, sent through the miles.
Waiting, expecting, refreshing.
All to read the words of a woman I have never seen in person.
Regardless, can one really see the woman when blinded by her physical beauty?
The soul, the soul I see in those lines.
Lines are undesirable when bodies are close. We work to hide them.
Lines between us are precious.
Refreshing again, why does it take so long? Will the message ever come?
There it is, another smile, a laugh, a tear. I long for the stroke of your soft finger tips.
Such strange emotion, such strange thoughts flood my mind.
How can one feel so connected to another when they are thousands of miles apart?
Why do I seek to find the one who I know so well?
Why is their sadness when the power is turned off? Yet smile again when memories flood in.
Memories of precious lines, sent through the miles.
This poem is a lovely tribute and very encouraging who cares if you can spell or not. Your heart is there in the lines. Have a great weekend doc.
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DazzleYou: thanks dave. That is what I was going for. Although I am a horrible writer. I didn't even spell "there sadness" right.
You know that is why us docs have such horrible handwriting, right? So we can hide the fact that none of us can spell worth a darn.
You know that is why us docs have such horrible handwriting, right? So we can hide the fact that none of us can spell worth a darn.
My one doctor - and I've always had loads with my problems - said that docs have lousy handwriting from taking so many years of notes so quickly.
The poem is lovely, Doc.
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DazzleYou: thanks dave. That is what I was going for. Although I am a horrible writer. I didn't even spell "there sadness" right.
You know that is why us docs have such horrible handwriting, right? So we can hide the fact that none of us can spell worth a darn.
You know that is why us docs have such horrible handwriting, right? So we can hide the fact that none of us can spell worth a darn.
Is that the reason?! Thank you for sharing the secret. I always used to get frustrated trying to read that scribble...sometimes it was hard to make it make sense even with knowing medical terminology. Now, honestly...beautiful poem, Doc. You really did capture it perfectly.
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Doc that was absolutely the ultimate cyber love connection
for Owen. My heart goes out to both of you as each day
passes and you continue your journey of finding a way,
someday to be together.
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DazzleYou: Lost in words, smiles flash across the faces and miles.
Waiting, expecting, refreshing.
All to read the words of a woman I have never seen in person.
Regardless, can one really see the woman when blinded by her physical beauty?
The soul, the soul I see in those lines.
Lines are undesirable when bodies are close. We work to hide them.
Lines between us are precious.
Refreshing again, why does it take so long? Will the message ever come?
There it is, another smile, a laugh, a tear. I long for the stroke of your soft finger tips.
Such strange emotion, such strange thoughts flood my mind.
How can one feel so connected to another when they are thousands of miles apart?
Why do I seek to find the one who I know so well?
Why is their sadness when the power is turned off? Yet smile again when memories flood in.
Memories of precious lines, sent through the miles.
I am in all,Listen to YOUR HEARTWaiting, expecting, refreshing.
All to read the words of a woman I have never seen in person.
Regardless, can one really see the woman when blinded by her physical beauty?
The soul, the soul I see in those lines.
Lines are undesirable when bodies are close. We work to hide them.
Lines between us are precious.
Refreshing again, why does it take so long? Will the message ever come?
There it is, another smile, a laugh, a tear. I long for the stroke of your soft finger tips.
Such strange emotion, such strange thoughts flood my mind.
How can one feel so connected to another when they are thousands of miles apart?
Why do I seek to find the one who I know so well?
Why is their sadness when the power is turned off? Yet smile again when memories flood in.
Memories of precious lines, sent through the miles.
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--- and then theres "Voip" 
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Captured in word beautifully!
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Brilliant...Good luck you two !!
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Ambrose2007: You're like two people trapped on two impassable ends of an island...isn't there some way you can break through to each other?
Anything's possible, I guess. After all, we're both still alive, right?
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sweetowen: Anything's possible, I guess. After all, we're both still alive, right?
Yes...and so are your computers. Be thankful for that.
It sucks to have an online relationship that didn't get to move offline before one person's computer crashed on them. Talk about a test of patience! (My patience, btw, which I've only recently acquired, so I'm not real good at that yet.)
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druidess6308: Yes...and so are your computers. Be thankful for that. It sucks to have an online relationship that didn't get to move offline before one person's computer crashed on them. Talk about a test of patience! (My patience, btw, which I've only recently acquired, so I'm not real good at that yet.)
Unfortunately, I don't have internet access at home. I have to come over to my friend's & use hers.
Good luck with him dru!
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sassy49senior: Doc that was absolutely the ultimate cyber love connection
for Owen. My heart goes out to both of you as each day
passes and you continue your journey of finding a way,
someday to be together.
for Owen. My heart goes out to both of you as each day
passes and you continue your journey of finding a way,
someday to be together.
Thanks! That was so sweet, sassy!
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Waiting, expecting, refreshing.
All to read the words of a woman I have never seen in person.
Regardless, can one really see the woman when blinded by her physical beauty?
The soul, the soul I see in those lines.
Lines are undesirable when bodies are close. We work to hide them.
Lines between us are precious.
Refreshing again, why does it take so long? Will the message ever come?
There it is, another smile, a laugh, a tear. I long for the stroke of your soft finger tips.
Such strange emotion, such strange thoughts flood my mind.
How can one feel so connected to another when they are thousands of miles apart?
Why do I seek to find the one who I know so well?
Why is their sadness when the power is turned off? Yet smile again when memories flood in.
Memories of precious lines, sent through the miles.