It's not the Edge of the World, but… : A romantic email sonnet

She seemed romantic,energetic,
and yet
a few lines of tempting emails
was all I could ever get.

She stayed distant, aloof,
yet was fully aware
that there was safety and protection
so long as she stayed “out there”.

She would honestly open her soul
and let me peer inside
but only for a fleeting glimpse;
then she’d close up and hide.

Promising that more would come; smiling at my persistance.
Staying, still, safe inside her home, protected by distance.

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