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Net Kiss
Just bring me a chair,
I have the technology;
And please, shut off the sun,
Leave the moon out
For the helpless romantics
(Once I was one).
I don’t need the daylight,
And I don’t need to see you either.
Your face is wedged on my monitor.
What is your blood type?
I can’t move your eyes
Or get lost in your arms;
I can’t feel your skin,
But I compensate
With the tickle of my fingertips.
So, give me the muse,
I’ll tell you the truth;
I’ll shoot it to the sky
To rain on you randomly.
Don’t leave out the stars
To judge my messages-
Why want to confuse them,
Why give them your sins-
They die from the lies.
So, let me hear it!
Give me something nice.
I don’t mind your lies.
We’ll imagine the kiss,
Then will insert the feelings
Into the two-dimensional love
And bring the tension in the cyber arteries.
Please, impress me!
Blow me away!
I choose the safer fall,
With no internal bleeding.
Get rid of “reality”,
The eyes touch, the skin kiss,
The hands hold, the beach walks…
Just,
If I could get rid of
My tear field footprints…
