| Something Cyber |
| Why can't I just type What I really want to say Why does something so idiotic Come from my hands - my brain All I want to do Is write this poem For a very special woman -W/out it coming out Like some kind of desperate attempt To dive right into a relationship. |
| Am I insane To type how I feel Is it just an unrehearsed way To make something small into a big deal. When we explore w/in our cyber conversation Pleasure swallowed my being So do I dare allow this unseen woman Witness how I am so weirdly feeling. |
| Fearing I may drive this woman away completely I suppress my passion for her I would regret making her leave Wishing I'd just disappear Into the invisible air I breathe. |
| I wish I could talk w/her Outside this confined computer area Just to see - even for one quick moment - If we would ever share Something in common together. I have to take this leap of faith So I won't regret it in the future days. I believe her unlimited beauty Is something to adore -Even though we have never met; Just sensing her to be so tender and fragile - I just wish I had the chance To show her the passion I feel. |
| Now w/my untamed thoughts W/in this computer of mine When next time we chat Will I have the courage To give this to her Allowing her unseen alluring eyes to read; Or will I keep this w/in my possession So I may spinelessly bleed. |
| I hope I have the strength To give you this poem from my heart Please don't let this scare or push you away For then most certainly my heart would crumble apart. . . . |
| W. D. T. Taylor February 14, 1998 |