When evening's hours extend too far
And I'm in need of comfort
And I've no wish to hit a bar
For I'm too tired to flirt --
I reach out electronically
Hoping for simpatico
And easy camaraderie
With a kindred soul I know.
We tap and click and chat and joke
Giving rise to laughter
And the cheer that we provoke
Is a feeling much sought after --
It is a worldly miracle
That we employ such arts
Despite the busy, busy world
To warm two human hearts.
