My Dear Angel Of The Internet

My angel of the internet,
she lives among the wires,
I endeavor to move as close to her as I can get,
I type the key pad for hours.

She embraces my each and every word,
rejecting not what I have to say,
my soul pours out unto her,
pure passion among the wires is where my heart lays.

I long to be in her company,
I wish to hold back not,
her enchanting beauty is all that I can see,
unbridled passion burns white hot.

The spark inside her eye revealed the soul passion,
unbridled it leads to a bond between two hearts,
inviting waves of emotion that never cease in it happening,
a first twinkle is where it all starts.

Few among mortals of this present day,
are aware that the soul can transcend all barriers,
no force on earth can never stand in their way
when angels are two hearts great carriers.

When two souls reach out and touch,
and the compulsion bears no forbearance,
then the euphoria may never be felt as much
as when two hearts are twain and one another cherish.

Words spoken that touch the heart
are all that any soul needs,
the motion put forth that is intended to impart,
every feeling that the body the mind reads.

My dear angel of the internet,
I know not where they presence lies,
while I can't be in thy company yet,
we still possess a spirit that binds.

Please never forget me my love,
I only desire thy company for an eternity,
my soul floats beside you like a dove,
I shall never leave you.

Where does thou stand now my beauty,
in what direction flows your love,
what measure can be a gratuity
for you presence my precious dove.
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H.L. Dowless

The author is an educational instructor internationally and stateside. He has been a writer for over thirty years. His publishing credits for 2019 alone include two volumes on American History by Algora Publishing, Leaves Of Ink, Short Story Lovers, Frontier Tales, CC&D Magazine, The Scarlet Leaf Publishing Company, and Juste Milieu Lit & Art Zine. more…

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