If I were your computer,

I would never know the loneliness of being idle,
I would not be content to spend my days in wait,
setting in silence and set to hibernate.

If I were your computer,

I would spring to life as you flipped my seductive switch.
I would fill to overflow with a sense of joy and pleasure,
as each morning you hurriedly race to me, your treasure.

If I were your computer,

I would tease you lovingly with bleeps and blips.
I would see you each afternoon overcome with pride,
knowing how you raced through traffic to be at my side.

If I were your computer,

I would hear patient and soothing sighs as you wait,
while I begin to download and purge,
I would feel the tension building with a lusty urge.

If I were your computer,

I would know the feeling of your emotion penetrating,
the windows of my being, your eyes roaming over me
loving what you were seeing.

If I were your computer,

I would have you captured and enraptured
inside my hihijack-able,
programmable soul,
as you point and click and press and scroll.

If I were your computer,

I would know the firmness of your fingertips,
while they skillfully and eagerly tickle knowing just,
what gentle keystroke yields waves of pent up lust.

If I were your computer,

I would feel the euphoria as your favorite game began.
I would open up to you readily feeling you penetrate,
as you jump, and dance just outside World of Warcrafts gate.

If I were your computer,

I would feed the intensity building inside you
as you fight and raid and kill and cast
your spells upon endless enemies impeding your tasks.

If I were your computer

I would feel your breath upon my hard drive or speakers,
hear you moan into me as your heart races with each new quest,
my pixels coloring to a delicious hue as you pass each and every test.

If I were your computer,

I would always know your each and every thought,

If I were your computer,

But I'm not.

Christal 11/26/06