poke.

| poetry |
It started with something as simple as a poke, 
an electronic scream for attention. 
You made me aware of your existence.
It moved
into a message, still no human contact but,
progress was made.
Back and forth we laughed out loud and exchanged smiley faces.
Then it moved,
into a text.
More progress, more personal, more opportunities to see what happens next.
It moved ino a date.
I quickly gained interest as chinese food filled my plate.
Before I knew what hit me, I woke up next to you...
What a wonderful morning.
What a gorgeous day...
What started with a poke ends with me wanting to say...
I love waking up next to you.

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