Love.com on line for sale,
A disembodied coldly lust,
That does remotely then entrust
Such covert dreams, with hopes that must
Inevitably turn to dust.
Love.com for those without
The skills, the sureness to entrance;
When face-to-face then to advance
And put in place the flirting glance
That surely starts the mating dance.
Love.com, a dream, a myth -
Symbiosis of two minds;
Tap-tapping lies, half truths and blinds,
Anonymity then finds
The wheel of love that slowly grinds.
From coast to coast, across the globe,
Long distance love for those on line.
Harlequin and Columbine
Can facelessly and sadly sign
Their love-com "your Valentine