I met a man on the Internet.
Fine as the warm weather on Saturday afternoon,
he came on to me fresh as the daffodils.
I grimaced at his friend request on Facebook
with anxiety and curiosity.
A profile photo almost as succulent as candy,
mix of Blair Underwood and Idris Elba,
as he tucked in those biceps in a suit,
a smile and sexiness that left me in awe…
totally dug out, rolling over-
He cut it smooth and spread like nutella…
There i was, soft as that slice of bread
he was deep with his lines as
he fed my eyes and tickled my appetite…
a loving i couldn’t fathom.
Then the dates on Facebook,
as we talked all day and night in inbox
and i blushed and caressed his lines,
dug deep into his soul.
Sweet wall messages like the trips around the world,
he gave me a rocking honeymoon.
Then the sweet Sunday dinners on twitter,
as he introduced me officially to his world.
Flirts on my twitter page as we virtually made love tweets…
Til he introduced me to his family and friends on Instagram
and i shared mine too. We did the hash tag,
giggled as we fiddled with the love keyboard.
He took me to his house; beautiful photos of the large kitchen,
living room, bedroom. Took me for a ride in his beautiful,
expensive car, and made me dinner-
fed me virtually as my eyes turned to the delicacies
now embroidered in spaghetti bolognaise and pepperoni,
fried chicken; Salivating and tasty.
Movie nights and sweet music on whats app…
as we turned in together on cold nights-
video and audio love messages to last,
now an additive to nudes as he virtually caressed,
and made sweet love to me.
With his sexy deep voice, now almost a fantasy
A whirlwind turned to Months…
An internet partner, almost perfect…
Till he left an Sms…
And i showed up at a restaurant,
an unfamiliar face, a different rusty tone,