On a lonely November eve,
You and I shared a common space
Where silently, behind other words, we made secret love
To each other.
And I truly wished
That you were in my arms.
On the phone,
Your voice captivated me.
I thought.
How fortunate
That this magic machine
Brought you to me,
I wish to know you, sweet Barbara, in every way.
So i beg you,
That one day
You will allow me humbly
To embrace you
And do
All that a lover may do with his sweet beloved.
I speak these words, not in arrogance but in all humility.
My sweet cyber woman
Be my love!

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