Digital desire, lurking in the night
Gobbling bytes of private thoughts. by the screen's eerie light
I can sense him out there, his monitor awake
Check the time, type the tease, wonder will it take...?
Silly cyber-siren, awaiting a response
What will be your reply if it's convergence that he wants?
Dare I let my guard down, let all reason lapse?
Driven by the thought, he must know some killer apps!
A little click, message received, seems he wants to play
Got what I wished for, now I don't know what to say...
I sit and stare at the screen, pondering my plight
Better stay aboveboard on the keyboard
Keep both hands in sight...
The hour is late, the room is dark, bedtime's drawing near
But with my finger on the switch, I have a sudden fear...
The simple words that end each day now give me a fright
Is it REALLY safe, to turn him off tonight?
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