Songs, tunes of love found
Poetry, dirges of love lost
Song sung voicing the joy of life
Verse voiced decrying the cost.

Mind and heart in need of release
So much to say, already said
Light a smoke, mull intention
Write the words already read.

Love of peace in a place alone
Only the self to comfort or abuse
The price of sanctuary it seems
No one but the self as a muse.

Still, the personal's out for all to see
The hope, to strike a chord
An original way of an old thing to say
Salve to the broken, spark to the bored.

Light up another, a sip of a drink
Letting the feeling's feel
The difficulty, putting emotion to word
When feelings have lost their appeal.

A simple conversation, a simpler request
Be there, doesn't have to be every day
Just enough to know that we might care.

Expectation free, or as close as we can come
Free to be ourselves, together or apart
No set time or date, simple math to an easy sum
Just know you're not alone, no cost to your heart
All without a subscription fee.

You set the pace, we'll set the level
Let the detailing devil sort the rest
You be you, I'll be me, all for the best,
As fate and time shows if there's a we.

A simple conversation, an even simpler request
Take me at my word, or see a web spun instead
Trust in the simple, or assume Future's cruel jest
The latter her choice, my social life once again...
Dead.