It's a wide world out there, so much wider than imagined
I can't quite put my finger on the pulse
Of your heart, softly beating just beneath the raw silk sheen
That reflects the tints of autumn from the hills

So punch my name, and in case you wonder--I'll be yours. Yours, dot com.

Executive accommodation, bland but nonetheless appealing,
Waiters discreetly at your beck and call
Place the tall sundown potion lightly by your velvet elbow,
While you compose a message on the wall

With your handmade leather valise packed and ready, ready waiting,
Showered and dressed down lightly for the heat,
Give a clue; leave a kind word; hint as to a destination,
A domain where our cybersouls might meet

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