| Saturday, August 6, 2011, 3:20:46 PM |
Whirling through endless electronic realms You launched your lust upon electric currents Of cresting cybercircuits, wanting a fantasy, A lover who would create a magic moment, A mystery-space in time, oblivious as to why, Escape into a virtual world of intimacy. You sat behind a computer, obscured, An anonymous stranger seeking bliss In a virtual kiss, cock-throbbing caresses For the strong, hard thrusts into an imaginary Woman writing as wildly as the fire Engulfing you in the flames of desire, Searing the screen where you stared At passionate words racing hotly through An artificial tunnel where distance disappears, And there's only you and her, man and woman, Locked in a primal dance of deathless energy. Later, drained and dazed, you tell her (Though you too suspect it's not true) That virtual intimacy is quite normal, And it's safe for total strangers To share a dream of sexual thirst Which spans the continents onscreen. Somehow discomfort sets in, she seems To bridge the cold void of emotionless Oceans, the many wires and phone lines Separating you both, asking questions You'd rather not answer, nor ask Of her either. Yet she persists & requests You reveal more than you meant to -- It's like waking the next bleak morning When a one-night stand stays too long. Disentangling yourself from the intimate Strangeness, which you could have prevented, You exit, flushed and slightly ashamed: It was only a brief, mindless event, You and yourself, touching and stroking; She was a bright screen lit by lust And you were as needy as she was... You tell yourself it was not real, Only a blind jerkoff in a virtual world, A fragmentary collision of intimate strangers. |
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