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cyberland

I'm sitting alone in my room
Watching my monitor screen
Sharing the thoughts of my friend
And erasing the distance between

So we are there totally naked
Lying embraced north to south
And I'm feeling my passion arising
Caressed by the depths of her mouth
Head nestled softly between her thighs
Accompanied by the mind music
Of soft moans and satisfied sighs

We both know the touches we are feeling
Are not those of each other's hand
But does it make them any less pleasant
Because they're passions of cyber land
I hope she'll be there to morrow
For us to talk without pain
And if it seems to be right
I hope we'll cyber again.
 


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cyberland