Soulmates in cyberspace.
I read your profile on eHarmony.
Or maybe it was Match.com;
whatever, you’re a stud muffin.
I find your hair absolutely irresistible.
You like movies and music?
You eat food? Me too, me too!
Let’s eat food together.
And talk about the future.
Or maybe just our dreams.
You’re in all of mine, sugar pie.
Chasing you, a mirage in the desert.
I want your waterfalls and tropical fruit.
I’ll redefine original sin in your paradise.
The sauciest details are on the table–
if only you’d respond to my messages.
All I want is my macho man.
I don’t disappoint. I promise.