Somewhere
In the Canadian Pale moonlight
She sits and waits at her P C
For her magical, charming knight

To carry her away
Into an enchanting land
In words of hope typed across her screen
A place where castles are made of sand

She longs to see through
The other side of the mirror
Her magic looking glass
Beaming moment of laughter and cheer

She longs for the smile
Printed in letters so bold
She waits patiently
For a warm word to chase away the cold

He comes online
Riding his horse of white
Hoping to sweep her up in his arms
And carry her away into a magical night

He longs for her smiling words
Printed on a screen of text
Savoring each minute
And waiting for the next

Their love has blossomed
Through a tiny fiber of wire
Learning all about each others,
Secrets, wants and desires