Us do many things,
We search in places,
Where there are no strings.
We surf the net,
Hoping to find,
Perhaps a companion,
Or someone who is kind.
Others look for conquests,
Trying to ease their pain,
Cybering is easy,
Nothing to lose and nothing to gain.
The cybering I speak of,
Is the kind without heart,
The kind that leaves you as empty,
As when the cyber first did start.
The only way they can share,
All the feelings and emotions,
When two apart really care.
These feelings are real,
Of this have no doubt,
For of these feelings,
Like a seed true love can sprout.
So choose wisely my friend,
And the choices you make,
For whichever of the two you choose,
Your heart is what is at stake.
(c) Silkfire - 1999