It's interesting how we met
On Christian Command
In Born Again chat
An IRC room
On the InterNet


With me almost leaving
And you just coming in
A miracle we met at all
We musta been predestined


Last night we danced
In a chatroom
All our own
On the telephone


A ballroom of conversation
Mingling with words
Floating on stars
Tinkling music we heard


Laughing and talking
Waltzing in the air
As you whispered sweet words
Into my ear


Not still were we
For hours on end
While moving in rythum
Till dawns break was free


Then finally we said our tata's
And we'll talk agains
Just as we came
We parted as friends


For you there was work
And dreamland I did go
Where we met again
You holding me tight


As we danced once more . . .
Into the night


by Traci S. K. Thysell-McPherson
© Copyright March 15th, 1999

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