I called her my Facebook lover

We flirted and hugged with a mouse

No messy sharing of fluids

Safe in my room in my house

No dining or going to movies

No talking of womanly dreams

No curtains or shelves from Ikea

No bloody relationship scenes

Just Scrabble and fish tanks and gardens

Pirates and Vampires and Wolves

Dancing our lust on the keyboard

Yet pushing emotional rules

We pretend there’s no innuendo

Well maybe a bit of a flirt

Dreamscapes glowing with passion

In places where no-one gets hurt

Then one day the cyber world crumbled

Our bodies demanded release

From the prison of self-preservation

Our kisses discovered love’s peace