what we have is forbidden
so it stays hidden
behind the screen
out of view
so long ago
before our network was social
we danced a sensual ballet
legs, arms and tongues intertwined and twisted into love shapes
one act plays transformed into 10 hour documentaries
one phone call led to another and another
emails turned into novellas
i wish you could have posted on my page
wrote on my wall
in secret code
how you felt after we
made love that first time
played the numbers game
made others guess which position
we were remembering
but we bonded before the web wave
kissed before we had friend’s lists
i was following you well before twitter
our relationship was oh so complicated
the status would have changed hourly
one moment so in love
the next day disconnected
we never married
but our hearts were always engaged
wish you could have posted on my page
or written your love on my wall
because when it ended i could have deleted it
but you are now imprinted in my mind
and on my heart
i tried to log out
shut down
but my heart’s computer crashed
i couldn’t reboot our love
my hard drive is malfunctioned
forever
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Nice flow from beginning to end, love the story!
Thanks so much Sweepy! I’ve been listening to music all day and this came out. 🙂
Hope you have poetic dreams tonight!
Amazingly beautiful and sensitive poem, love your wordplay and agree with your lovely sentiments. If only, love was such an easy game to play!!!
Hi Sulekha! Your comments are so appreciated! Love is the hardest thing we do and it should be the easiest!
Damn you are so good.. I am always enthralled by your words. The pain we all have felt put into a modern context. New and inventive and yet so old!!!
Makes me wish I was a virus lol!!!
Fantastic!!!!
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Wow! LOL! Thanks Jim. Your compliments always make me want to write better. I need to live up to your kind words. A virus? Hmmm. A computer virus right? 😉
Tameka,
Love loved the play on words….
Great poem
xoxox
Jess
Thanks Jessica! Your compliments are so kind.
Hi Tameka –
Come on now. Stop all this over view business and tell me all the details here, haha. Although people do not always stay together, love does stay within us forever. Nicely done. 🙂
Okay Charlie, perhaps because of you I will do a second part to this one. It may get steamy though. Ready? 😉
Oh my such meaning, such sensual juices flowing from your fingers. Bravo….
Jen your words arouse my face into a smile. Thanks girl!
great prose and poem, top notch. that you for your post. god bless. keep posting.
Roy, thanks so much. Honored to receive such kind words from a poet as yourself. 🙂
expressing love before the wave of the web world was different, true very true. your story reflected it well. love has its own feasible ways of being represented in real and virtual world. we love to keep it updated.
I can actually hear the voice reading on this. I love the “one act play turned to documentaries” and the feeling it invokes. Outstanding work!
Sancheeta! Yes, the technology age has advanced and exposed love relations in a lot of ways, but sometimes I miss the old school ways of declaring affection. I’m glad you liked this piece and I look forward to reading your work as well. Thanks for stopping by!
Ioannis, hello dear writer! Thanks so much for your comments. I’m honored as your writing is inspiring. 🙂
Bellissima Tameka :). I wouldn’t want to fall so much for it, but my dad says if I don’t get myself a date in the next months, I’ll be married to my virtual world.
I wished he just wrote on my wall too, then I could just shut my computer down and walk away.But he left an indelible mark in my heart. It’ll be there forever.
loved it 😉
yes a computer virus lolol
Aww, Melissa. I so understand. It’s okay to take some quiet time before getting back out there. Your dad just wants to see you happy, but there is something to be said for quiet reflection. We are better people when we love deeply. It works those heart muscles and gets them strong for when the right person comes along. But muscles also need time to heal when they are overworked. 😉
LOL@ Jim. 🙂