Virtual love

Virtual love/lockdown love has become quite the
thing in England, often in the news, often leading
to disappointment, but there have been lucky
virtual lovers, people who never meet and never
take things any further than a little remote company,
a little remote support.
 

She asked if she could write to me?

Delighted, I said yes, and so began a

Friendship, that spanned the internet.

No meeting place, no face to face, yet

What we had was real, a few shared

Words of poetry, a reason to believe.

That someone out there came across,

The same cold world as I, not exacrly

Empty, more a lack of happy times.

Here we had a space to write, to chat

About our lives, to hear of all the little

Things, ‘it rained quite hard last night’.

Exchanging dreams and notions in

A world that never was, passion in

The small hours, a very nearly kind

Of love. White sheets and feather

Pillows, hearts that skip a beat,

Would you, could you, think of me,

Before you fall asleep?

Tender moments locked in time, though

Many miles apart, but skin close every

Word we wrote, sincerity at heart. And

Still the memory lingers, and still the

Words were true, a virtual kind of love,

My love, fond words from me to you.
 

© Joseph G Dawson
28/02/2021