Time it seems so endless
Each time that we connect
My computer gets a fever
We heat the internet

Each day I wake up singing
Twirling as I go
Getting all my chores all done
While dancing to and fro

I wonder what you look like
Cary Clint or Cruise
It really doesn't matter
I wouldn't want to choose

To me you are the bounty
Of every man I've known
The joy of my existence
Within life's cyber zone.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
©Copyright April 8, 2004