Reality Virtual Style

Mystique420
Mystique420 Posts: 338
edited April 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I touch the screen
and I smile
I have a friend
someone who cares for me
someone to give me those moments
the ones I never got to live
that first kiss
the softness
the gentle brush of lips
and the warmth
I feel the warmth
or is that just the blood
from where you punched me
and my friend ?
a name
on a screen
click
gone
"To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!

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