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It begins as neurochemically charged inspiration bubbling up from the depths of Passion@lov.com, who waits impatiently as his system logs on. Will she be there? Pangs of longing leap through his heart like spawning fish, their energy tickling his soul until his body responds, seeking an outlet for his deepest yearnings.
He navigates through a series of menus until his email pops up. He closes his eyes while graphics fill his screen, envisioning each of the videos and digitized pictures she has sent him, playing them back in his mind like a slide show.
He wants so bad to connect.
Scanning his email, Passion@lov.com hovers in cyberspace, searching for a sign of his intended love, but the sight of her name does not grace his In Box. Realizing that there are no messages, and worse, no enclosures, Passion@lov.com’s heart sinks and his emotions dim until he rereads her last message.
She will always be waiting.
Her words fan his desire, rekindling the elemental fire of his passion. His feelings for Desire@lov.com fill him, sending the power of his emotion charged thoughts dancing from his fingertips, into his keyboard. The energy of each keystroke transforms into charged silicon, making thoughts of his love for her form onscreen.
Passion@lov.com bears his heart and soul to the altar of his keyboard and monitor, making his love offering to the spirit of Eros that permeates cyberspace. When he has given his all, he hits the send button, broadcasting packets of passion that carry his feelings for her, fragmenting and scattering throughout the Internet like so many sperm homing their way to another point of love on the wire where he hopes Desire@lov.com is logged on.
His digitized emotions give his impassioned message the power to find passage through switches, routers, hubs, LANs, WANs, and satellites until it makes its way to a far off wireless network card where it leaves the hardware layer and embraces CPU processor cycles that allow his words and images to reassemble and be transmitted to a distant video screen that shoots electron charged emotion from its blazing pixels like cupid’s arrows.
Passion@lov.com’s yearning leaps off the surface, passing through the nerves of his true love’s eyes, downloading and processing within the electrochemical circuitry of her brain until its passionate energy makes its way to its home in her heart.