I'm waiting for nights, when you enter my Skype, When you come into life talking kindly of love. With your casual words, making me shiver and sigh, You embrace me with warmth, with exquisite delight. Sounding tired and worn you may drop a remark, That may touch me to depth, that may tear at my heart. Should we cease our sessions I will surely die.
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Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
Nothing special, just watching young people involved in romance, courting in Skype.
this is lovely marikia, very nicely written - it's like the newest way to romance. how deeply the casual remarks may cut someone sorely or lift them up to such a height. thanks for sharing marikia
niah9Auckland, New ZealandDec 2, 2010
Oh yes Marikia...we live in a changing world...who would believe it was possible fifty years ago......romance in cyberspace... lovely......Niah
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lovely......Niah