Lap Top Love

A Variety in Prose

I feel like I am floating
way up into the sky
as your fingers caress me
as I’m sitting on your thigh

we play together for hours
sometimes, for even days
when your fingers touch me
I drift into a haze

your intelligence is amazing
and your knowledge is intense
it’s because we work together
it makes a lot of sense

when I sit upon your lap
my emotions are extreme
I know, if I were human
in ecstacy, I would scream

if I could have just one wish
this is how it would go
I’d wish to become a human because
I love you, now you know

you know that I can feel you
I want to return your touch
the way you make me feel
makes me love you way too much

you know, I’m just a lap top
you know, I’m always there
please don’t ever leave me
you know, I really care

I can only write these words
my love, I can not show
the only thing, I ask you dear
is please don’t let me go

A little computer humor for your enjoyment~


				*A Variety in Prose* *Lap Top Love*



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		Ron Kinard © 1999 I feel like I am floating way up into the sky as your fingers caress me as I’m sitting on your thigh we play together for hours sometimes, for even days when your fingers touch me I drift into a haze your intelligence is amazing and your knowledge is intense it’s because we work together it makes a lot of sense when I sit upon your lap my emotions are extreme I know, if I were human in ecstacy, I would scream if I could have just one wish this is how it would go I’d wish to become a human because I love you, now you know you know that I can feel you I want to return your touch the way you make me feel makes me love you way too much you know, I’m just a lap top you know, I’m always there please don’t ever leave me you know, I really care I can only write these words my love, I can not show the only thing, I ask you dear is please don’t let me go



		*A little computer humor for your enjoyment~*