3-7-06
Out of everyone I chat with I feel your care,
where others are empty shells you somehow feel near,
though we have not met your close to my heart,
From words formed on a computer screen to my imagination running wild just like in my dreams,
It is you that has brought the moon out for me to see,
and brightening my day with an email, or IM, thanks for making me happy while letting me be me,
I feel I can talk to you about anything, are like minds seem to agree, one day ill meet you and youll meet me,
Kristi everything begins as friends , and the beginning has just began, so tip the moon till it looks like a smile and let the good days become part of the plan,
I havent met you but I like you,
I havent touched you but Ive felt you,
we havent talked other then the internet but I hear you,
If we can make each other smile from so far away then I think
when we meet will be inindated with the joys and laughter while being ourselves, that is ourselves at play.
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This poem is dedicated to my friend Kristi who manages to keep me from falling into a hole of emptiness...
"The Poet"