How can one describe
these hot-pheromones
flowing wildly in space?

Without the genetic code,
the scent-nature of animal attraction,
can these electrical-keyboard
love-lust-connections really work?

Word-whisperings flow like an avalanche,
such heated-moments visualized
through the placement of the alphabet.

The ooooohhhhhh's & aaaaahhhhh's,
do me's & give it to me's,
building of fiery sentence-structures,
creates raptures beyond our wildest dreams.

Then the aftermath.
No hugs, no kisses.
A virtual wham bam, thank you mam
& a good day to you too sir,
I'll write you next time!

;;), :), ^^, --, 3:), :D, ;P, :-P, :)..., 0:), :x, B-),:-*, 69,=), >:)<.

O, I'm sure I missed a few!
O Darling, please please let me know...I'll text you...:-?