Web 2.0 brings people together in many curious and wonderful ways. As friends and acquaintances fire images through the ether to one another in almost intoxicated, reckless fashion, I felt the urge to capture this delusional yet mesmeric theatre of the damned.
Your
Webcam Kiss
A sweet delusion, an unfurnished apartment,
An optical illusion, a window on bliss,
Typed words say what our hearts meant,
And how you smiled through cyberspace
A genuine smile - the sensitivity, the grace.
How did this happen, serendipity or fate?
Is it for real or the thrill of the chase?
No time to wonder if there’s anything amiss,
Just beam me another wet webcam kiss.
I’m thinking about that webcam kiss
A sweet delusion, an unfurnished apartment,
An optical illusion, a window on bliss,
Typed words say what our hearts meant,
And how you smiled through cyberspace
A genuine smile - the sensitivity, the grace.
How did this happen, serendipity or fate?
Is it for real or the thrill of the chase?
No time to wonder if there’s anything amiss,
Just beam me another wet webcam kiss.