This digital life is light we praise yet shape ourselves
With keyboard strokes we initiate
magical light rays travelling fibered arteries
an electronic highway grid matching the grid of nerves,
ganglions, thoughts, desires, fantasies
in our electric bodies electric thoughts yield to electric kisses
There is a new sense being created, the sense of connection
erotic exchanges
turn need into printed symbols
emoticons mimic unseen facial cues
emotions transmitted through pauses and key punches, font size and color
there is a new sense being created, the sense of connection
digitized desire
love affairs compressed through servers and gateways
intercontinental connections
distance is no barrier we have lovers in England, Alabama, the Ukraine
or the house down the street
breathing yet breathless seeing yet unseen
somehow we communicate moods and feelings
you feel your loins stir at the words sent from one
the same words, from another, leave you cold and unmoved
there is a new sense being created, the sense of connection
remember the fever of youthful lust
the catch of breath in the throat at the sight of the other
the hormonal surge of desire, of lust, of passion, of need?
the typed greeting of a virtual lover renews that
youthful lust decades too late for happy endings
the hormonal surge feels the same, the stimuli provided now
by marriage of machine and man
there is a new sense being created, the sense of connection
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