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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Insomnia grips me again So I sit in front of my pc Surfing from Yahoo to Lycos Clicking aimlessly And then I see you there Clearly in a webcam vision Sitting at a desk Typing with precision Your back is to the camera So I cannot see your face You stand and stretch your arms As my heart begins to race I look at your web address to Save you as a favorite site And then I sit and watch you Throughout this sleepless night It says your name is Craig But that’s all I know of you I cannot take my eyes away I think I’m fascinated by you. I watch you scratch your head Hoping you don’t have lice Take a drink from a glass My god! You chew your ice! Again you stand and stretch Unbuckling your pants You strip down to your boxers And proceed to do a dance Mesmerized by your daring To allow the world to see Wishing I had a way to say How pleasing you are to me You leave the room and still I sit staring at this screen Minutes slowly ticking by I wonder at your routine An hour passes as I commit Your room to memory I cannot go to bed just yet Afraid of what I won’t see Dawn breaks and still I sit My butt is getting sore You’ve not returned for hours I’m left here wanting more I’ve memorized your furniture The books upon your shelf I’ve had to go to the bathroom But I’ve been controlling myself I call my boss at work Tell him I’m feeling ill But all I’ve got is ‘craigfever’ And perhaps a slight chill I’ve left the door open So my dog won’t bother me I hate to leave one minute In case he has to pee I’ve been sitting here seven hours Running twice for some relief Grabbing a jar of peanut butter And a can of creamed chip beef An hour later you return Dressed in jeans and shirt Tidying up your office I wonder If this is the way you flirt! I watch your every movement I’m hooked, that much is clear And by the end of the week Your vision, I hold dear Every blink, every nod Means something special to me And now I’ve decided to Let my fascination free I send you off an email Then wait for it to arrive Tenderly I see you click on it Suddenly I’ve come alive! Your head twitches left Putting your hand to cheek I feel slightly nauseous Woozy and quite weak And then to my surprise You turn and wave at me And in that moment I know YOU are my PC You turn and type something Forcefully hitting the send key And now I’ve got the message There is email waiting for me! Call me if you want to Your message says to me My heart is beating hard now I read your number carefully Placing your hand on your phone Anticipating my call I rise to get my cellular But stumble there and fall Now needles and pins attack me All I can do is lay here and weep What a time, I scream! For my butt to go to sleep! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This is so cool...and skillfully written and seamlessly constructed...methinks you may need a manager! lol and a wink! |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
hehehe This is good Sharon, enjoyed it much  Maree "If my words could blanket the skies and fill every corner and crevice of this earth, still this won't be enough" "Maree Russo" |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I note with some serendipity that you have non-surreptitiously NOT included the URL... hee hee... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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pegasus111 Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219ocala, fl, usa |
and here I thought only dirty old men like me were peeping toms. seems we got ourselves a peeping Sharon..great read..(BTW, I hate it when my butt falls asleep).. the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost |
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