Phantom Pokes of Electric Love

Phantom fingers across the web
detached by lasers and electrons
seeking ribs to tickle and poke
as the teasing begins in earnest
in their game of cyber romance

ghostly beeps from one far away
tell one to check the screen fast
yet still fingers fail and stumble,
as the veils of the web descend
erasing the name of the texter.

With each little push and nudge
they try to entice the other
into a dance amid lines and waves
as the information ebbs and flows
from one to other, and back again

They hide mischieviously amid screens
waiting for their love to discern
who indeed is their secret one
admiring over the wires safely
as distance makes eyes useless

And one last feathery touch
each makes their stab of love
and magnets hold long enough
for them to realize indeed
they were caught as they desired.

(1/22/2011 - Dyfedd Rex)
A bit late, but it got here in the end...