Lovers Without Faces

A Cyberpoem By Epstein LaRue

We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens

We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.

With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze

Looking for someone, as we sit in a daze.

We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must

So we turn to the computer, and to those we can trust.

We wait for somebody, to type out our name

We wonder if they will feel the same.

We chat with each other, we type all our woes

We want to know about love and how it goes.

Why is it on screen, we can be so bold

Telling our secrets, that have never been told.

Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind

With those we can't see, as though we were blind.

We do form friendships - but - why we don't know

But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.

We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes we flirt

In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.

We fall in love over the computer but will it last

Our friends always warn us not to take it not so fast.

Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains

They are Lovers Without Faces, and odd little names.

(Original Author of "Friends Without Faces" Unknown)

Edited Version

LOVERS WITHOUT FACES

Written by Epstein LaRue