The connection is made.
Somehow lifeless machinery
Defeats the odds, and comes alive.
Thousands of miles of fiber optics
Melt into flesh to become human.
Two hearts, two halves of one soul,
Destined to be together.
Sharing laughter, a conversation.
The tension breaks, and we relax.
Spontaneous reactions,
Voices tremble and grow soft.
Another level fades into oblivion,
Invisible hands touching,
Reaching across time and distance,
As if they did not exist.
Making love with words,
Phrases bleeding into feelings,
Emotions overwhelm and consume.
Eyes close to fantasy,
Desire awakens and explodes
Into a joining of spirits.
Flames rise yet do not burn,
Breath and heartbeats rage,
The first brush with passion,
So vivid, so real.
Were we together in some other place?
Whispers haunting into distracting memories,
Moments etched into yearning minds,
Born of imagination
And love which can not be defined by words,
Destroyed by obstacles or observers,
Or denied by fate...

- L.C., 2001