Morning Sonnet 3

Say the words that stir my soul
Internet love my heart's ablaze
The fire, the nerves are your control
Lover you have me amazed

More sympathetic than my friends
In languid, sloth-like afternoons
Escape to you brings to an end
The rise and power of my moon

I miss you, though we've never met
Our souls attached somewhere in space
But someday physically we'll get
To share a couch in the same place

I wonder can it really be
Six hundred miles between we

 
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