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Weaving The Net
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Being Loved/Love/Romance We both dream to find our special friend
In the web of cyberspace we lean on the fence
While raving on and ranting with glee
The spirit just spin off without feign.
In the course of knowing you and me
We found each other echoing our minds
Our souls entwined with longings in life
And vision the simplest things we both like.
Slowly but surely we spin the web
Not in haste but wisdom and modest insight
Soon we reach the outer space to breath
The air so refreshing as we delicately weave.
Interface we talk, internet we chat
Walking hand in hand with dreams across
No borders we mind, no culture diverse
But only our hearts speak the language we hear.
The net, the web, weaving surreal
Keeping the current of our love real
To its crescent height it hits the allegro
Softly descends in passionate adagio.
~greenmeadow~
2/19/2006
