It is a morning under cloud
A girl is coming through modem
she is a queen of my nights
a feeling I never get before
songs bring her beautiful
bytes return my admired data
pictures bring her smile
words return my warm
her tender and charming
comes to my heart
I like to send my happy
I want to stay with her
email my passion
blog my love in poem
I wish to have a wing
love over the network
if the dark comes again
let me touch her soul