ACTIVE INTERIORS POEM
We met upon The Internet,
A friendship electronic.
Expressed alone in words and thoughts Inevitably platonic.
We live too far apart for us.
To mingle in the flesh.
But much more close than family, Our hearts and feeling mesh.
Your dear, dear self reveals itself,
Without a voice or face.
We have our own sweet home within,
Our precious cyberspace.
~UNKNOWN
