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The Internet was the way we met
Through Pen Pal ads we did connect
His ad said he loved to dance
So into his life I thought I would prance.

He answered right back with style and tact
Married he was as a matter of fact
Boys he had in numbers of two
His wife and family he would never undo.

He wanted a friend with who’s ear he could bend
Someone in which email he could send
Wanting to talk about all things in general
Simple or hard ~ sane or confessional.

Someone who would listen and not be judgmental
With a friend he could trust to keep it confidential.
Not to put it in a book or try for blackmail
Within his life he wanted a friend in a female.

I liked his emotion, his honesty and style
I hoped really hard he’d stay around for a while.
With each and every email we could feel our smile
Coming through each other while we read our file.

Like teenaged kids with a first love crush
We knew in days we could turn to mush.
Our feelings grew stronger each passing day
In the computer and on the phone we couldn’t stay away.

We talked and we chatted we wrote all the time
The secrets we gave weather his or mine.
Not a day would go by that we would dread
Any of the things the other had said.

We were open and honest no need to be untrue,
We were looking for each other and we simply knew.
Our hearts were lonely empty and blue,
Our spouses were too busy so they never knew.

From a sweet loving line he really made me shine,
His fantasy was kinky and sounded just fine.
We wanted to meet in a very short time,
We would have to arrange it ~ not his place or mine.

His hands so big gentle and strong,
Tingled my body as they slid along.
Holding me close hugging me tight,
No one would know he was kept from my sight.

A blindfold I wore that was the theme,
To allow him to fulfill his erotic dream.
The passion we had the lust unseen,
The emotions of love now flowing between.

The touch of our flesh the warmth of our kisses,
Filling our hearts desired wishes.
Together that night with no one to invade,
The love that was growing from each touch we made.

He got really sick and became very frail,
He couldn’t get better he continued to ail.
His cousin was gone ~ locked up in jail,
Our communication was now starting to fail.

A year had gone by without even a word,
Then all of a sudden his connection was heard.
His health was still bad that was for sure.
Two strokes he had had and there would be no cure,
We were coming to our end, is what I did fear.

With a knot in my throat tears in my eyes,
The beat in my heart starting to die,
I couldn’t believe the words as I read,
This email would tell me that my love was now dead.

I wanted to hold him, hug him really tight,
I didn’t want the Lord to keep him from my sight.
But from my life he had to stray,
For the Lord, came and took him on that day.

Lessons we learn with each passing day,
But this one took longer to come my way.
I cry for a man that really did die….
A man I loved but never caught my eye.

©Sandra JoAnne Booth-Maxwell
2001