Technicalities of Captivation....

Written in Ohio by a very Special Person...

We met in the surreal confines of the cyberworld. I needed her, and I think she needed me. The immediacy of my captivation provoked unknown consternation. Her picture evoked rejuvenation. Rejuvenation of the hopes thought to have been long dissipated. There was something special about her. She was coy, guarded and the antithesis of loquacious. It was as if she learned from experience that she must become the guardian of her own heart. I have not earned anything. I am now,however and shall remain consistent. I found her in a place where I never dreamed I would look and where she never dreamed she would be. It is as if the cosmic forces of the One we both know are orchestrating the music to a new song. Not a fly-by -night song that only sounds good when you first hear it, but insteadthe classic that stands the test of time and criticism. I am not certain that anyone can feel me other than the one person who should. I am forevermore capitivated.

Thanks for this Art!!You are a great poet.