In the pixelated glow of a screen-lit night,
We stumble upon each other, what a beacon of light.
We typed our secrets, a dance of erotic tales,
Each message we sent, is a story we have.
Your words wrapped around me, spicy and sweet,
With each playful banter, my heartbeat did fleet.
I posted my pictures, exposing my flair,
You showered me with compliments, a digital affair.
Our playlists intertwined, notes floating in air,
Each song a promise, igniting the flare.
Your laughter a melody, my favorite to hear,
In this virtual realm, we burned like the flame.
With every late night, our connection grew strong,
A tapestry woven, where we both belong.
My fingers itched toward the screen, wanting more,
Imagining your presence behind the light so near.
The thrill of our chats, the heat in our words,
Like electric currents, caused me to stir.
Oh, how I longed for that moment to cum,
To turn fantasies into just one.
So here’s to the spark that began with a click, We seem to lose track of time real quick.
From pixels to passion, we’ll bridge that great divide,
And make our erotic fantasies subside.
