Weaving The Net

We both dream to find our special friend

In the web of cyberspace we lean on the fence

While raving on and ranting with glee

The spirit just spin off without feign.



In the course of knowing you and me

We found each other echoing our minds

Our souls entwined with longings in life

And vision the simplest things we both like.



Slowly but surely we spin the web

Not in haste but wisdom and modest insight

Soon we reach the outer space to breath

The air so refreshing as we delicately weave.



Interface we talk, internet we chat

Walking hand in hand with dreams across

No borders we mind, no culture diverse

But only our hearts speak the language we hear.



The net, the web, weaving surreal

Keeping the current of our love real

To its crescent height it hits the allegro

Softly descends in passionate adagio.





~greenmeadow~

2/19/2006

Author's Notes/Comments: 

~dedicated to the lady and her chuck at yahoo,the Internet Rendezvous~

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