It all started out when I was searching the Net
Looking for someone with whom I’d connect
I found her, I think, right here on my screen
I’m here; she’s there, 800 miles in between
So I sit at my keyboard and she sits at hers
Building a friendship with our electronic words
I wish I could shrink down and run through the wires
And if she was agreeable, act out my desires
She says we mesh, we get along so well
How it will end, only time will tell
Wish I could hold her, bury my face in her hair
See her face to face, how I wish I was there
The way she writes
The way she talks
Makes me wonder,
Is it really too far to walk?
If someone had asked
I’d never have bet
I’d be lucky enough
To find an Angel on the net
DoRie
@ CherryTAP
